For the last two weeks I have been really saving it up. Not touching myself, literally taking cold showers when the urge gets almost to the point of being uncontrollable, the mornings are the worst!

Last night I decided to indulge myself, I am starting a two week vacation, after working five weeks straight, so I was feeling it! Of course I would like a tasty, upper middle class, shy, innocent type. But for the stuff I like to do, this is not going to happen, not unless I want to go to prison. So I am forced to settle with my next favourite, vulnerable whores. Where I live, there are plenty to choose from, some of them are not all that bad looking.

I found this one, small, skinny, cracked out,whore. I discreetly flashed her a 10 dollar bill, that got her to shuffle over to me. We went back to the shit, ( I am not joking ) $15 a night motel I rent when I engage in these kinks. I always pay cash, and always leave the clerk a nice tip. I think he too often partakes the same kinda kinks I do....

Once inside I tell the whore I have sixty dollars with her name on it, so long as I can get just a "tiny" bit rough. I pride myself on being upfront! Like the greedy, drug addicted, crack whore that she is, her eyes light up at the prospect of an additional $60 on top of the $10 I already gave her, so she agrees. This entire time my personality is very blunt, but polite, it soon changes.

As I am now rock hard, and just humming with anticipation. After she take the cash I strip her down, then literally start throwing her around the room! Its great cause she is so small and light, and you would be amazed at how much you can get away with so long as you keep talking to her the entire time. I have found that while blunt, brutal, physical acts like slapping and choking are fun, its even more fun to engage them in conversation while you do it. Make them answer questions about how worthless they are, and make them realize that no matter what happens here tonight, too bad. There will be no police involvement for a piece of shit whore like them. No justice, no fall out for me.

Of course I always wear a hat when I fuck em, but don't worry when I use my fingers to explore their two intimate holes, getting them to lick my fingers afterwards of course. I always finish off load by forcing them to open their mouths and shooting my cum inside. Its best when they flinch, and gag at the taste!

You know all those stupid Internet stories floating around about how women like having sex with a dog and they have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks? What absolute bullshit! This is a more realistic story.***

My name is Christine and I was raped by a dog. I was thirty-two years old at the time (I'm thirty-five now) and living twelve miles east of Seattle,Washington. The only reason that I'm telling you this is because of all the stupid Internet stories floating around about how women are won over by having sex with a dog and have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks. That is such bullshit.It was a Saturday morning and I was cutting my lawn. The house I was renting had an attached garage and a medium-sized yard. It wasn't the greatest house in the world--oreven in Seattle--but it was clean and well maintained and it fit my budget. I was mowing along the front sidewalk, made a turn back toward the house when the sound of a car's tires screeching on the pavement behind me made me jump. I turned around quickly, half expecting to see someone flying through the air, but it wasn't a person at all, but a dog.

He had come out of the woods across the street and tried to cross the road; now he stood just inside the verge of the woods again, looking back over his shoulder. His ears were laid back on his head and his tail tucked smartlybetween his legs. The driver laid on his horn, yelled at the dog fiercely, and then sped away. As the car drove out of sight, the dog cautiously reemerged from the woods and sat down on his haunches. He was a black Labrador Retriever, a big one, and he watched me with a dog's typical aplomb, ears pricked up and head canted to one side as though wondering what I was doing over here. I had never seen him before and guessed he waslost. I called to him and it was obvious that he heard me, but for some reason he ignored my call and I thought, Well fuck you too, doggie, and went back to cutting the lawn.

After finishing up, I went into the house and made myself a roast beef sandwich with a cold glass of milk and watched the noon-time news. Just as the news was going off, I heard a dog whining outside my screen door and Iwent to have a look. Of course it was the black Lab."Hello," I greeted him. "You decided to be social now?"He was bigger than I had originally thought, at least 120 pounds, and although he didn't have a collar on, from his appearance it was obvious he belonged to someone. He was lost all right. His owner was probably looking for him now or would be soon enough. In the meantime, he looked pretty thirsty and I went to the kitchen and got him a bowl of water. When I set it near him on the porch, he backed away and wouldn't touch it until I went back inside and closed the screen door. "You are the weirdest dog I've ever seen," I said. This from Christine the expert, who'd never had a dog in her life.

I leaned against the jamb and watched him lap the water. He was watching me back. I tried talking to him in a soothing tone of voice, but he remained just as wary as ever. When I pushed open the door, intending to join him on the porch, he backed away and headed down the steps, took off at a run across the lawn. Just as he neared the curb, however, another car came around the bend going way too fast--as usual--and for a moment I thought the dogwould panic. But the driver laid on his horn and doing a one-eighty, the Lab bolted back towards my house, darted in behind the row of hedges beneath the front window and let out a frustrated woof! He just stood there panting.If I don't do something soon, I thought, this dog is going to get killed. Not really sure what I was doing, I picked up the empty bowl, refilled it at the kitchen sink, then walked through the garage to the side door, opened it and set the bowl in the doorway. Then I walked a short distance away. "This isn't going to work," I grumbled to myself. "He wouldn't even let you near him."A few minutes went by and the dog ventured far enough out from behind the bushes to sniff the air and observe me with his impenetrable black eyes. I couldn't help it, it made me shiver. I backed up a step and thought, Maybethis is not such a hot idea, Chris. Maybe you should just go back inside, lock the kitchen door and call the damn pound.

But before I could reject this idea as plain old school-girlish silly, I heard the phone ringing and went back inside to answer it. It was Jean Michaels, a friend from New York with whom I hadn't talked in a long time. As I chatted with her gaily for the next half an hour, I watched through the open kitchen door. The dog never came in. -- -- --

I shut the garage door and locked it. It was quarter to two and although I'd looked for the Lab all around the house and inside the garage, he was nowhere to be found. He'd done whatever it is lost doggies do, I guess...gotten lost even more.Disgusted with the way I felt, I took a shower, toweleddry, and put on a bathrobe. I was drying my hair when I thought I heard a noise from the garage. Not barking, but like someone thudding against the closed kitchen door. Armed with the blow dryer, I went downstairs and tip-toed cautiously through the living room and out into the kitchen. I could here him whining just outside the door. "Well, shit," I said aloud, at the sound of which he began to whine even louder and started a scattershot scratching at the door with his claws."Hold on, hold on," I said, wondering how he'd gotten in. I know the garage had been empty when I'd gone in to take my shower... at least I thought it had. He must have been hiding. Yeah, I thought, he must have been hiding.Opening the kitchen door just a crack, I watched him backaway to the far side of the garage and drop to his haunches. The water bowl sat empty beside his left paw. I had forgotten about it left it just inside the door. "Weirdo dog," I said.

Stepping into the garage, I closed the kitchen door behind me and predictably he got up and moved cautiously away to his tight. "You don't trust anybody, do you boy? Or is it just me?" He sat down again and watched me withthose polished black eyes. And then he growled.If I had been nervous before, now I was scared. You never showed fear to a dog--that's what I'd always heard--and it was obvious to me why. They can smell it on you. I clutched the bathrobe closed at my throat and took a wary step backwards, and as soon as I did this he rose and stalked two paces forward, teeth bared."Nice doggy," I squeaked. "Grrrrrrrrrr," rumbled out of his throat, low, deep and menacing. He took another pace forward, dropping lower to the ground and showing all his teeth. If I made a run for the kitchen door I knew he'd be all over me before I got three feet. "What's going on boy?" I said in a small, quavering voice. "You gonna hurt me? I tried to help you, you know." I was standing with my back against the side of the garage before I knew I had been moving. He approached me from my right, herding me away from the kitchen door, toward the corner in the rear. I was terrified now. I was beginning to panic."Nice doggy," I squeaked again. "Nice puppy dog, doggie." Only this dog was anything but a puppy. He was a demon in black fur.

Refusing to be cornered like the desperate animal I knew I was becoming, I angled away and moved toward the center of the floor. The dog didn't like it much, but he let me do it. I began to think--pray--that he'd let me go all the way to the outside door and go through it. Just as it appeared he'd actually let me go, in a terrifying blur of motion, he leaped at me through the air. I shrieked and put my arms up but the force of his lunge knocked me to the floor. I banged down on my back striking my head on the concrete and hot sparks erupted like a 4th of July fountain across my eyes. My vision doubled and became alarmingly blurred. When it cleared again--too late--I found he had straddled me, fangs bared just inches above my throat. I was going to die.But the dog had other ideas."What do you want," I pleaded in a tiny, terrified voice. My bathrobe was open, leaving me fully exposed. His hot wet prick dragged back and forth across my uncovered stomach, making me shudder and want to scream. At first I didn't even know what it was. When I finally did, in that same tiny, terrified voice--terrified now for an entirelydifferent reason--I protested, "No way!" and tried to scuttle away. He took my throat in his teeth."Okay, okay," I breathed with my eyes clamped shut."Whatever you want." I relaxed myself with a titanic effort and spread my legs. Again, the dog had other ideas. He released my throat and growled."What?" I was honestly baffled. He growled again. He made circular motions with hishead... I swear, he actually did this... and I slowly got the message. "On my knees?" I quavered in disbelief.The dog, who was not a dog at all, but the aforementioned demon from hell, nodded his head.

"You want to mount me?" A breathless whisper. He nodded again. I rolled onto my stomach and started to get up. Before I could get all the way up onto my hands and knees he batted my on my rump with his snout."What?" I was beginning to think I was already dead. Or in some nightmare dream caused by the concussion to the back of my head. It really ached. He growled and shook his head sharply to the right. Away from my body. And suddenly Iunderstood. "This is not real," I whispered. "It can't be real. It can't be. It just isn't happening." He wanted me to disrobe.Rising erect from my knees, I slid the robe back over my shoulders and let it fall into my hands. I began to bringit around when he snatched it roughly away from me and flung it across the floor. It landed near the garage door with the arms in an out-flung, helpless gesture. That's how I felt--totally helpless. I was naked with a dog.He batted me again with his snout."What?" I objected, beginning to loose my cool. Thecrippling shock and disbelief had begun to wear off and I was becoming rebellious. Damned if I was being corralled by a dog.

Suddenly he was up on his rear haunches, one talon-clawed paw on either of my shoulders and the back of my neck clamped firmly between his teeth. His breath flowing around my neck was horrid. "Okay, okay," I acquiesced. "I get the point." Then, as the powerful muscles in his jaw began to clamp shut on my neck, "Please! Anything you want!" It was a short-lived rebellion. He dropped back to all fours and so did I. He sniffed me up and down my flank and licked my right cheek. I took it. He snuffled into my right ear and bit lightly at thelobe and I took that too. All the while I smelled his graveyard breath. What the hell was he doing? For a moment neither of us moved. He stood there panting, beside my right shoulder, facing me, and suddenly I understood. This was some kind of dominance thing, what I had occasionally seen one dog--presumably the alpha male--do to another. He was doing it to me. I got it, Ithought. Loud and clear. You're the alpha. I'm the bitch.Satisfied (he read my thoughts in my body language, there's no other explanation) he grunted lightly one time, then went to stand behind me. I stared straight ahead panting. He had really hurt my neck. Good luck, Christine, I thought. A dog is about to fuck you.

He sniffed at my pussy (I hate the word with everything I am, but I just can't think of a better one to use), then snuffled it like he had done to my ear. I tried not to jump but the shock was just too great. I gave a little shriek and sidled forward. He growled. "Fuck you!" I said vehemently under my breath. "I don'tlike it, okay!"He obviously did, because a moment later his tongue wentfrom halfway to my navel all the way up the crack of my ass to the small of my back. This time I really did shriek and I surged forward in alarm. I also looked back over my shoulder in horror as ever nerve ending in my body jangled. It was like getting scrubbed by a warm, wet length of Scotchbrite.I didn't move. I didn't breath. I felt sick at my stomach. I wanted to puke. He licked my pussy again and I made a disgusting noise, something a real bitch might make. Tears leaked from my eyes and splattered onto the concrete below, sucked up almost immediately by the dust and porous surface. It wouldn't stay that way for long, not if I started bawling. When I started bawling. He lapped at me for a full minute, then two, getting me slathered up and absolutely raw. I felt every little sandpaper bead on his tongue and because I routinely shave to keep myself clean--I had done so only that morning--there was not even my wispy blonde pubic hair to offer any protection. My clitoris, my swollen outer lips, the mouth of my vagina, my urethra and especially my poor little anus all got the treatment. And the way he went after me with that tongue, with such unbelievable vigor--he'd driven me six feet or more across the floor--you'd think I was a sugar-coated treat. To him, I guess I was.Then he mounted me and locked his powerful forepaws around my waist and I squealed in complete and utter terror. He shoved forward with his cock, not so much searching for my pussy as dive-bombing it. I wailed again and tried to crawl away across the floor but he lunged forward over me and grabbed my neck again with his teeth. He bit down hard and growled an angry, you stay the fuck put! snarl, breaking my skin with his teeth--not deep, just enough to get his point across--and I could feel blood seeping out of the wounds. "Okay," I brayed. "I'm yours! I'm whatever you want! I'll do anything you tell me to! Just please, please don't hu--"

I sucked in an agonized breath as something hot and sticky and the size of a baseball bat entered my pussy. Then I shrieked and then I caterwauled--quietly, as those teeth still dug into my neck--and shook my entire bodytrying to get him out. Instead, he worked himself even deeper."No," I sobbed. "Please no! Let me go!" Instead, I crawled forward under him six more agonizing feet until my head hit the back wall of the garage and then skiddedalong its surface. I cried hot, sulfurous tears, the tears burning my eyes, my nose, the back of my throat. The thing in my pussy was hot and sulfuric too, pounding in and out of me, gouging at my vagina, assaulting me, destroying my sanity one thrust at a time. It was more pain than I could ever have imagined."Nuhungunaaaah," something inside me cawed. I was no more able to make coherent noise than I was of having coherent thought. I was a woman with a demon on her back... and in her vagina.

Trapped against the garage wall, I began to turn in against it. Splinters from the exposed two by fours gouged me wherever I rubbed against them. (I'd later look like a comedy skit from Saturday Night Live or Mad TV or something. The Splinter Lady, I thought.) But as the splinters attacked the side of my right hand, my right forearm, then my elbow, my upper arm and shoulder and finally my right hip and my thigh, the Lab continued walking me forward with his thrusts. I scraped against the plywood sheathing of the exterior wall,encountering a second two by four, then a third, and finally a forth.Then I was in the corner that I had avoided so many years before--right where my doggie master wanted me--he banged me head first into the two by fours in the corner there, driving me unmercifully forward until my head had only one place to go--down and against the floor. I knelt there, jammed hard against the studs, my cheek pressed brutally against the cold concrete floor while the dogbanged and banged and banged away me.

By now I was sobbing so hard my chest felt like an exploding bomb. My entire being ached. My vagina was beyond repair and still the dog fucked me. "Please God, please don't let him do this to me," I kept saying, overand over again. The words came out as something no human ear could ever have understood, except maybe God's... and I don't think God was listening.Twisted with my head locked against the corner studs, I found myself watching between my legs as the dog wailed away at me. His cock was as big around as my forearm--my father's forearm--pasty white with a cobweb pattern ofvicious red veins. It was a foot long at least. It probably was longer. But terrifying as it was, what was at the end of it was ever worse. Because there, twice the thickness of the shaft and an even angrier red and white color, was a horrendous round knot. "No," I moaned plaintively as the dog continued to rut me. "I can't. I can't. No, no, no, please."But the dog told me I could and that I would and very shortly I did. I watched as the knot grew nearer to me with every thrust. Then the thing hit me with a sucking, slurping sound that made me retch with revulsion, stuck in me for a moment before he yanked himself back... and the wave of pain hit me like a Pacific tidal wave. On the fifth try he finally made it in and I was thrashing around wildly with the pain and making horrific noise and beating at his flanks with my fists. Then something hot and wet came cascading down my thighs and splattering on the concrete floor beneath our coupled organs, my guts cramped so violently that I screamed...and then I was gone.-- -- --

The dog was laying in the far corner of the garage, cleaning himself and ignoring me completely. On the floor beneath my crotch, where I expected a huge mass of blood, I saw something possibly even worse: a grossly-puddled mass of foamy, already crusting over semi-white fluid... his cum. I had been thoroughly rutted.I found I had bled very little. How he could have drivensuch a huge and misshapen thing such as that into me without puncturing something vital or causing me to hemorrhage I don't know. Feinting when he reached climax must have provided me just enough flexibility to spare mylife. I think I sat on that floor for the better part of an hour, staring at nothing. My pussy ached and my guts were roiling inside and I felt numb like a block of wood. Never in my life had the thought ever entered my mind that a dog might actually fuck me. I had imagined it of course (I believe all women have) but imaginings are supposed to stay in the realm of imagination. Not show up in your garage. "I want to go home," I said. The words sounded so good to me, so reassuring. My home was only 15 feet away. But again, the dog had other ideas.

The second time he came for me I just let him. I got on my hands and knees, docilely let him mount me, then put my chest and my face on the cold concrete floor and held myself open for him with my hands. I didn't fight him at all. When he came out of me somewhere about halfway through, and mounted me in a different way, I shifted my hands to my buttocks and spread them far apart. It hurt his being in my ass (getting past my poor little anus was reallytough) but not as bad as I had thought. It was my first anal experience and he spared me the ordeal of his knot. The third time I lay on my back with my legs drawn tight to my chest and let him rut me like that. I think it was a new experience for him and I'm not sure he even liked it. Are you trying to breed me? I asked silently of his inhuman, polished black eyes. Am I supposed to have puppies? If so, It would be quite a litter. And then I had an orgasm. I didn't want it to happen. I fought against it with everything I had, but it was involuntary and unstoppable. He was doing me with such savage determination that I think I had no choice. He suddenly slowed down and his muscles tensed and by this time the pain from his knot had almost gone away. He prepared to unload in me and when his first shot came, hot and gushing and spilling out my cunt all up my thighs and down over my asshole, I could not stop. I came and he came and the two of us came together, him squatted over me not moving, just emptying his testicles of their unbelievable load. I clutched myself behind my knees and prayed for it all to end. His gushing, and my orgasm. Eventually, they both did. Then he was finished with me.-- -- --

What happened to the dog? I have no idea, and I don't ever want to find out.After the requisite fifteen minute wait, his knot finally shriveled and he pulled himself free of me with a wet popping sound and his cum--that part which hadn't already sprayed out all over me--gushed out onto my thighs and down between my buttocks. Such an awful mess. Then he hobbled to the opposite corner where he cleaned himself and ignored me from then on. He had gotten what he wanted and that was that. I cautiously got to my hands and knees and, risking another go at it, eased my way toward the kitchen door. I quietly entered the house and closed the door securely behind me, never taking my eyes off of him. He heard the door close but he never looked up. Later, once I'd cleaned myself up and then cleaned up the mess in the garage. I had my 9mm Glock with me then and just dared him to move. I would have shot him on the spot except that I'd have to explain and I would never dothat. I never saw the mutt again.I now live in Atlanta, Georgia, just about as far removed from Seattle as I can get. I live in a nice little, two-story frame house with a nice little garden out back and a semi-detached carport on the side. I also have a female Doberman Pincher named Mary that I know will never try to fuck me. I only hope some other dog does, just so I can set her loose on him.

THE ENDNote: If you want to reach me I can be easily had at:KellieC82@aol.com

- As I did before I'll describe every encounter I've had with trans/CDs/Guys since my last post. I'm posting mostly because I'll probably take these stories with me to my grave but I want to tell someone.

- Comments, questions, opinions etc. are very much encouraged. I wanna talk about it!

- I will rate each experience out of 5 stars and give them a little title. Read them all. Read one. Read none. Read whatever!

- A few rules: I generally always keep it dark and I never touch/suck/or even see their dick.

Latina Monica TS - FIVE STARS (PERFECT)

Another TS met on OKC. This one.. was incredible. She sent me a video of her being fucked in the ass before we met (which I'll upload for you to see) and claimed she was a deep throat expert (*She was NOT lying*). I went over to her house around 11 and it was really sketchy from the outside looking in. But she was hot and I was prepared for anything. It was located downtown in a mostly Hispanic neighborhood, she lived behind an auto shop and the entrance was through a dark alley..and let me tell you it was worth the risk. Holy shit.

She had me undress and lay on the bed, she began putting my cock into her throat immediately. Relentlessly. She throat fucked me for at least ten minutes straight without stopping once, no gagging, no rest, no stopping to breathe. Just uninterrupted throat fucking. Then she had me stand against the wall and held my hands behind my back so she could have her way with my cock. She started getting more comfortable with me and let me start throat fucking her as hard as I could. Then she laid on her back, so I assume she wanted me to shove my cock down her throat and she did..except she turned me around to where we were in a 69 position. She then proceeded to do the craziest move I've ever experienced during a blowjob and grabbed my feet around my ankles and lifted my legs into the air as far as she could, so I was basically doing a handstand with my whole cock in her throat. INCREDIBLE! I took my cock out of her throat and sat back to where her tongue was no in my ass. Great ass eating as well. I ended up turning around and putting my cock back in her throat so I could make eye contact, she was by far one of the prettiest TS girls I've ever fucked. I literally tried to make this slut gag on my cock, anything. I put all my weight down on her face with my cock in her throat and she never hesitated. She was prepared to die while sucking cock. Unbelievable.

After about an hour of brutal throat fucking she asks if I'm ready to fuck. Of course I am. She lubes her asshole up, pulls out the condom *LAME* would have preferred to bare back this one. But safety first as always. Puts the condom in her mouth and rolls it on while deep throating again.. She turns around and lets me fuck her from behind. Incredible ass. One of the best I've come across in TS, again. She asks me to cum but I'm not ready so she flips onto her back, with her skin tight dress covering her cock, throws her legs behind her head and lets me fuck her like that. This is the first time I've ever fucked a TS like this and it was SO FUCKING HOT. She also had the TIGHTEST ass I've ever felt - Man, CD, TS, Girl.. never in my life have I felt an ass so tight. It was the best. Finally she takes the condom off and begins to fuck my cock with her throat as hard as she can until I cum.

This is a story of life in Brazil many years ago, far from the city,where the customs of strict Catholicism still prevailed. Boys ofgood birth were sent to boarding schools run by the Jesuits, whocontinued the severe habits of the Middle Ages. The boys slepton beds of wood, rose at dawn, attended mass without break-fast, confessed every day and were constantly watched and spiedupon. The atmosphere was austere and inhibiting. The priestsate their meals apart and created an aura of sainthood aroundthemselves. They were stylized in their gestures and speech.

Among them was a very dark-skinned Jesuit who had someIndian blood, the face of a satyr, large ears glued to his head,piercing eyes, a loose-lipped mouth that was always watering,thick hair and the smell of an animal. Under his long brown robethe boys had often noticed a bulge which the younger boyscould not explain and which older boys laughed at behind hisback. This bulge would appear unexpectedly at any hour—whilethe class read Don Quixote or Rabelais, or sometimes while hemerely watched the boys, and one boy in particular, the only fair-haired one in all the school, with the eyes and skin of a girl.

He liked to get this boy off by himself and show him booksfrom his private collection. These contained reproductions ofInca pottery on which there were often depictions of men stand-ing against each other. The boy would ask questions which theold priest had to answer elusively. Other times the prints werequite clear; a long member came out of the middle of one manand penetrated the other from behind.

At confession this priest plied the boys with questions. Themore innocent they appeared to be, the closer he questionedthem in the darkness of the little confessional box. The kneelingboys were unable to see the priest, who was sitting inside. Hislow voice came through a small grilled window, asking, "Haveyou ever had sensual fantasies? Have you thought aboutwomen? Have you tried to imagine a woman naked? How doyou behave at night in bed? Have you ever touched yourself?Have you ever fondled yourself? What do you do in the morn-ing upon rising? Do you have an erection? Have you ever triedto look at other boys while they dress? Or at the bath?"

The boy who did not know anything would soon learnwhat was expected of him and be tutored by these questions.The boy who knew took pleasure in confessing in detail hisemotions and dreams. One boy dreamed every night. He did notknow what a woman looked like, how she was made. But he hadseen the Indians making love to the vicuna, which resembled adelicate deer. And he dreamed about making love to vicunas andawakened all wet every morning. The old priest encouragedthese confessions. He listened with endless patience. He imposedstrange punishments. A boy who masturbated continuously wasordered to go into the Chapel with him when no one wasaround, dip his penis in the holy water, and thus be purified.This ceremony was carried out in great secrecy at night.

There was one very wild boy who looked like a little Moor-ish prince, black-faced, with noble features, a royal carriage, anda beautiful body so smooth that no bones ever showed, lean andpolished as a statue. This boy rebelled against the customarywearing of nightgowns. He was used to sleeping naked and thenightgown choked him, stifled him. So every night he put it onlike the other boys, and then he would secretly take it off underhis covers, and finally fall asleep without it.

Every night the old Jesuit would make his rounds, watchingthat no boy visited another in his bed, or masturbated, or talkedin the dark to his neighbor. When he reached the bed of theundisciplined one, he would slowly and cautiously lift the coverand look at his naked body. If the boy awakened he would scoldhim. "I came to see if you were sleeping without a nightgownagain!" But if the boy did not awaken he was content with along lingering glance at the youthful body asleep.

Once during anatomy class when he stood on the teacher'splatform, and the girlish blond boy sat staring at him, theprominence under his priest's robe became obvious to everyone.

He asked the blond boy, "How many bones does man havein his body?"

The blond boy answered meekly, "Two hundred and eight."

Another boy's voice came from the back of the classroom,'But Father Dobo has two hundred and nine!"

It was soon after this incident that the boys were taken ona botanical excursion. Ten of them lost their way. Among themwas the delicate blond boy. They found themselves in a forest,far from the teachers and the rest of the school. They sat downto rest and decide upon a course of action. They began eatingberries. How it began, no one knew, but after a while the blondboy was thrown on the grass, undressed, turned on his stomachand the other nine boys all passed over him, taking him as theywould a prostitute, brutally. The experienced boys penetratedhis anus to satisfy their desire, while the less experienced usedfriction between the legs of the boy, whose skin was as tender asa woman's. They spat on their hands and rubbed saliva overtheir penises. The blond boy screamed and kicked and wept, butthey all held him and used him until they were satiated.

Hey everyone, I have a quick confession to make. Some will probably find me horrible but I don't care. I just have confess it here to get it of my chest. To be short I brutally raped my ex. So here's what happened:

My ex gf cheated on me and so I broke up with her. She is very young so I could somehow understand that she wanted to explore some more, but still I don't want to stay with a cheating gf. However, ass time went by I started to hate her more for what she did to me, but somewhere I also still love her. Love and hate really are close. But one night when I was going out and got a bit drunk we saw each other again and went outside the club to talk. After a long talk we split up to go home. However, since I was drunk, horny, hartbroken, hatefull and still in love with her I followed her at some distant. I know the route she has to take to get home and when she walked through the park I went to her and grabbed her around the neck and mouth and dragged her down. I really lost it in some kind of frenzy. I hit her in the face and tore her dress a bit. She struggled of course but I split her legs and lowered her legging and undies. I hit her again before I opened my own pants to bring my dick out. She was crying and murmering 'No!' As I entered her and started to fuck her. I lossened her bra and trew it away so I could squeeze her breasts with one of my hand, while the other was holding her hands down. It really turned me on to hit her, tell her to 'Shut up, slut!' and fuck her without a condom. She always wanted to use a condom when we were together. She didn't use a pill since she always got sick with it or something. And the thought of cumming inside her made me fuck her even harder. When I was about to cum I told her and she was still crying and sobbing. I came really good and filled her up nicely. When I was done I got up and just left her there. I still heard her crying when I was walking away.

This has been a few months already and I heard she got pregnant. I gueass she didn't realise that it was me who raped her because of the trauma and beating I gave her. I hope she takes good care for my child

A little story I wrote a couple of months ago... tell me what you think:

Weâ€™re in the year 2025. Overpopulation and high crime rates led the government to pass laws which would punish even relatively small crimes by the death sentence. To keep the starving and unsatisfied population from revolting against the government the executions take place during televised snuff shows.

Only citizens with a clean criminal record are allowed to watch or even participate in the shows as executioners.

To make the shows more appealing only good looking girls were executed live on TV. And to make it more interesting the executions take place in form of several games. As with every game there are losers and winners. Part of the game was the fact that each convict had the chance of getting a last minute pardon. This kept the â€žcontestantsâ€ś motivated until the very last minute of the game.

Today the organizers had chosen 3 truly breathtaking beautiful girls which considered themselves lucky because the alternative to this game would be one of the really cruel torture and slaughter games which were organized to appeal to the many splatter fans among the audience. Their names were Sarah, Monica and Eva.

Itâ€™s rumored that the â€žcasting couchâ€ś for this relatively humane execution game is very demanding in itself. The people in charge of organizing those events are fully aware of their position and the power they have over the convicted girls. They are the ones who decide whether a girl will be tortured to death using tools like torches, acid, power drills, buzz saws or if a girl is admitted to one of the less painful games like this one. Itâ€™s fair to assume that the girls who made it to this game must have used every â€žaudition skillâ€ś a perverted producer of those snuff shows might have on his wish list.

After todayâ€™s 3 naked â€žcontestantsâ€ś entered the stage the rules of the game were explained to them and to the audience.

The game was basically an execution by a firing squad. But there were some erotic and very entertaining twists which made it more enjoyable for the viewers as well as for the doomed girls:

In each round, 3 girls had to stand naked with a spreader bar between their legs in front of a wall with 5 male and 5 female executioners aiming at them with machine guns. It was very common and actually encouraged by the organizers for the 10 volunteer executioners to undress and even masturbate during the game. Sometimes the executioners could not help themselves but to start having sex with each other while the convicts were playing for their lives.

While the executioners and the viewers could enjoy every minute of the game, the convicts had a way more difficult task at hand: winning the game was all about sexual self control. The goal of the game was to reach an genuine orgasm by masturbating in front of the 10 deadly machine guns pointed at their exposed pussies while millions of TV viewers watched this degrading but erotic game. The twist of the game was, that it had only one winner, but two losers. The losers were the girls who came first and third. Only the girl who managed to orgasm second would survive this perverted event. This way the girls were highly motivated to be ready to cum at any point but at the same time they had to maintain the self control to be not the unlucky girl to reach her orgasm first.

Sooner or later one of the girls would reach an involuntary orgasm. The fear arousal, the adrenalin and the pure excitement make it hard for most girls not to cum after a few minutes of stimulation. Refraining from rubbing her delicious clit and vagina was no option, because if a girl wanted to win the game she had to be ready to orgasm as soon as possible after the first girl lost her control.

The orgasm would be detected electronically, so there was no way of faking or hiding an orgasm. If a girl tried to fake it anyway she would be disqualified and tortured to death in one of the cruel games that she managed to avoid on the casting couch earlier.

After the executioners would get their signal they would shoot the first loser of the game.

The next segment of the game would be the final race to the one orgasm which would save the winnerâ€™s life. After the lucky girl was able to fuck a pardon out of her pussy, the unlucky third girl was given the courtesy of finishing herself off before her life was snuffed out as well. Knowing that holding back her orgasm just a little longer would give her some extra seconds or even minutes to live, some girls used to take it really slow. To make it more interesting an additional deadline had been introduced in later versions of the game: The third girl had to reach her orgasm within 10 minutes from the time the second girl won. Only if she orgasmed within that time frame she would be granted the relatively humane and quick execution by bullets. If she failed she would be disqualified and instead of a quick death she would be tortured to death for hours.

Although the three girls knew the rules, as most of the audience did, they listened carefully to the announcement of the rules. None of them wanted to make a mistake which could lead to disqualification.

Sarah, Monica and Eva had to wait months for this moment. Although each of them knew that they had a 2 in 3 chance that their short lives will be terminated in a couple of minutes they could not wait for the game to start. The level of excitement was beyond everything they experienced so far.

Sarah was very confident she could win this game. She spent the last 6 weeks training her sexual self control by playing orgasm denial games. She practiced for hours each day how to stimulate herself to a real quick orgasm but she also trained her ability to keep herself from coming. During her training she developed really amazing masturbation skills but also an outstanding appetite for sexual pleasure. She would have hated to admit it, but she was really looking forward to pleasure herself in front of 10 executioners, a live audience and millions of TV viewers.

Monica was confident as well. But unlike Sarah, she didnâ€™t bother to put herself through self made masturbation classes. Monica had always preferred â€žthe real thingâ€ś. She started having sex when she was 14 and she became a real slut ever since. She was not very picky about her men. Every guy who asked nicely could fuck her without any further ado. In the end this kind of attitude was the reason she ended up being convicted as an adulteress in multiple cases. Of the three girls she was the only one who would actually find some pleasure being used as degraded fuck meat during the numerous â€žcasting couch auditionsâ€ś that convinced the producers to give her a chance at the firing squad game.

Eva on the other hand seemed to be the nice girl next door. She made a rather shy appearance in public and in her 25 years she only had a couple of sex partners. But the real reason she did not want to draw any attention to her sex life was the fact that she was into some really dark and perverted stuff which basically nobody could share with her without risking his health or even his life. She was at the same time a lesbian, who admired the female body in all itâ€™s beauty. But she also hated women and especially young girls so much that she had a strong desire to torture and kill every good looking female near her. She started living her fantasies by watching snuff shows and she even participated in a couple of them as an executrix. Needless to say she ended up as a convict because she got caught raping, torturing and killing her neighbor and her neighbourâ€™s daughter. She convinced the producers to give her a chance here by designing a couple of new torture shows. And even though she killed one of the female producers during one of the â€žmixed rape sessionsâ€ś (aka â€žauditonsâ€ś), where she was supposed to be the rape victim, the male producers could not help but admire the creativity in which she raped and tortured the female producer to death with a knife strap-on.

The three girls were lead to the wall, standing each 2 meters apart. A female volunteer fastened the spreader bar between each girls leg and inserted a tiny electronic sensor in each girlâ€™s vagina. The sensor was small enough not to cause any discomfort. But it was able to detect the girls orgasms.

The 5 male and 5 female executioners were signaled to get ready. Even though getting ready meant only to make sure the machine guns are ready for firing. During the first couple of minutes it was very unlikely that one of the girls would loose control and orgasm, so the executioners had time to enjoy the show just like the audience did. But unlike the audience the executioners were standing on stage and therefore part of the show as well. Although it was not mandatory all 10 volunteers decided to get rid of their clothes in order to fully enjoy the next couple of minutes and especially the part where each of them could prove their shooting skills. Special high speed cameras were used to track each bullet fired. So in the aftermath of the game is was possible to tell which executioner was best. There were rules as to where they were supposed to shoot at. Even though the executioners were volunteers they had to obey those rules or face a harsh punishment otherwise.

The seconds before the start of the game have been extremely tense, which anyone could tell just by looking at the 5 male executioners hard dicks. And at least one of the female shooters could not help but already gently rubbing her red slippery pussy lips. Something that did not get unnoticed by one of the camera men who immediately took a close up picture of the now very embarrassed looking girl named Jennifer. The laughter in the live audience did not really help her either. The pretty 22 year old who always dreamed to be in this position regreted for a second that she gave 250 million TV viewers a live close up look at her aroused vagina but in the end she new that most of those 250 million viewers had a boner or a dripping pussy as well.

The host of the show, a 25 year old super model in very sexy lingerie announced the start of the 10 second countdown.

10â€¦9â€¦8â€¦7â€¦6â€¦5â€¦4â€¦3â€¦2â€¦1â€¦ Masturbate for your life!

Sarah had practiced for this moment for months. But what she did not anticipate during her training session was the level of arousal she would be at from the very beginning even without touching her pussy. She felt an panic attack coming up. She panicked that she would orgasm immediately without even touching herself. She felt in horror how hot and cold waves went through her body. And each wave seemed to travel directly to her clitoris. She looked to her left and saw how Monica and Eva already started to slowly rub their pussy lips. All of the sudden her confidence disappeared for good. She found comfort in the fact that even if she had to die today she still managed to avoid the unspeakable torture games. The worst that could happen would be a quick death by a couple of bullets. So why not make the best of it and try to enjoy the potentially last minutes of her short life? And after all: She still had a chance. So letâ€™s show those other two cunts who has the best self control and win this thingâ€¦ She slowly started pressing against her Labia and felt how the panic subsided and a feeling of comfort and joy arose.

Monica was surprised. She expected to be terrified. She expected to be paralized by fear. But when the countdown went to 0 she could not help but look at the 5 long and hard dicks of the male executioners in front of her. Memories popped into her mind. Good memories of really good sex. She was only 23 but she had 9 years of a really good sex life behind her. Countless cocks used to massage this cute cunt of hers. She had seen them all: big cocks, small cocks, straight cocks, curvy cocks, cocks that could stand for hours, cocks that would not stand at all. Now she was standing here, naked, her legs obscenely spread by the spreader bar, in front of her 5 good looking guys with errected penises staring at her. Some of them stroking their manhood slowly. Whatâ€™s there not to like about this situation? Yes, rightâ€¦ she almost forgotâ€¦ the â€žgetting killed by a hundred bullets thingâ€ś if she messed this up. And speaking of bad news: Why are two of the three guys not looking into her direction? One is looking at Sarah at her right and one at Eva to her left. What the fuck? How dare those iditios looking at those other cunts when clearly she is the only real attraction worth staring at. She might be about to die here in a couple of minutes. The least they could do would be giving her their undivided attention. She did not even notice how the jealousy made her stroke her pussy more and more furiously. Ah finally, after speeding up her fingering action she must have caught their attention. So, if thatâ€™s what theyâ€™re into letâ€™s give them a show, she thought wile she almost started fisting herself while trying to spread her legs even wider as they were spread already.

As Eva never had been interested in guys she focused on watching her â€žcompetitorsâ€ś to her right. Those dumb bitches. They would never make it. Sarah looked like she was about to faint or get a heart attack and that stupid Monica bitch was clearly trying to race to the finish line alone. Did this dumb cunt even understand the rules? She gave Monica 4 minutes tops at the current pace to get a big fat orgasm with a cumshot in the form of hundreds of bullets. She would have to speed up as well if she wanted to be able to cum right after her. She started to imagine how Monicaâ€™s body will be torn apart by the bullets. What a waste. She might be a dumb bitch but she has a absolutely delicious body. Instead of putting bullets in her they should leave her alone one hour with Monica and some â€žtoolsâ€ś and see what she could do to a body like this.

The executioners could not believe what was happening. Watching those 3 pretty girls masturbating for their lives was simply a bliss. And not only the action near the wall was exciting. Meanwhile all of the 5 female executrixes lost all their shyness and joined the the 3 convicts in their masturbation orgy. The organizers really had chosen the right girls for the job. The 5 volunteers were in their early 20s. One girl even looked like she could be 18 or even younger. They really seemed to enjoy their position. And whatâ€™s there not to like? Each of the 5 female shooters had a first row experience to 5 really good looking guys and 3 desperate girls, who were about to be killed by THEM. Soon they would be allowed to put one of the girls from the perfect orgasm to the perfect pain. The shooters had been instructed to aim directly for the losers vagina and clitoris. While rubbing their own clitorises they imagined how it would be like to shred this most sensitive part of the female body into pieces, only seconds after this little piece of flesh caused the greatest feeling a girl can feel.

Sarah started to get her confidence back. She was in a really good place right now. Her body felt great. She really started enjoying the whole thing. She managed to bring her pussy to a level that felt really great but still manageable. At the current pace there would be no involuntary orgasm. Those amateurs to her left had no chance.

Monica really enjoyed herself, too. She was never a frequent masturbator but this masturbation thing really started to grow on her. And it looked like she really managed to get the male shooters attention. And not only the guys. Even the 5 girls started to look at her. Wow, thatâ€™s hot. She didnâ€™t know she had this effect on girls, too. And whatâ€™s that: One of the guys obviously was close to cum. And the guy to his right seemed to be close as well. Splashâ€¦ the first guy shoots his load far on the stage while directly looking on her boobs. It is as if he was aiming for it. â€žAaahhh!â€ś The second guy just came as well. Wow, thats so hotâ€¦ thatâ€™s so hotâ€¦. Oh shit whatâ€™s going on? Whatâ€™s that feeling coming up? It canâ€™t be an orgasm. I never come without a dick in my pussy. My pussy needs dick to cum. No way, my little fingers could cause this. All I have to do is stop rubbing and it will go awayâ€¦ Why is it not going away? SPLASH! The third guy just shot his load in my direction. If only he would have shot it in my cuntâ€¦ His big fat cock looks as if I could have a lot of fun with itâ€¦ O fuck why are my fingers still moving? Ahhhh. Ok, if I just keep calm now, nobody will figure out that I just almost had an orgasm, right? It was only ALMOST, right?

The Ringing of the bell startled most of the audience. With all the action going on on the stage not everyone noticed that Monica lost her fight against an involuntary orgasm. Monica was confused. What was going on? Did some of the girls finally cum? It was certainly not her. She only ALMOST came. At least thatâ€™s what she told herself. When she felt the orgasm coming up she immediately stopped rubbing her clit. But it was too late. The microsensor inside her vagina detected a short but genuine orgasm. The fact that Monica ruined it by letting go and trying to suppress the feeling did not change that fact that she came. Itâ€™s been tragic irony that she could not even enjoy the last orgasm of her life. Of course she had ruined orgasms and bad sex with a couple of sex partners in the past. But in those cases she could always blame the guy for being a bad fuck. This time she had noone to blame but herself. Monica was in a really confused state right now. She knew that something terrible just happened but instead of fearing what will come next she was still busy getting angry at herself. How could she fail at such a simple task like â€žNOT having an orgasmâ€ś? And if she had one why did she ruin it? During the many times she imagined this scenario she always lost with dignity. She told herself: If I donâ€™t make it, I will at least treat myself to one final epic orgasm. After pulling the finger out of her vagina with a smile she would show the world â€žthe fingerâ€ś and take the bullets with dignity and pride. But what happened now was the exact opposite: She was a nerve wreck. Angry at herself and angry at everyone around.

The show host announced: â€žFiring Squad: to the weapons. Shoot at 10â€¦9â€¦8â€¦7â€¦6â€¦5â€¦4â€¦3â€¦2â€¦1â€ś

It took the executioners a couple of seconds to realize what just happened: the first round of the game was over. It was their turn now. No longer just bystanders who conveniently masturbate to a great show but now the active players in the game. They signed up to end a young girlâ€™s life and now they were supposed to do just that. It was one thing to imagine aiming with a loaded weapon at a pretty, naked and helpless girl but it was another to actually do it. During the countdown some of the volunteers had second thoughts. But there was no escape now. All 10 volunteers grabed their machine guns and started aiming directly at Monicas vagina and clitoris. Their weapons were set to single shot mode. When countdown reached â€ž0â€ś all volunteers pulled the trigger within one second of each other. As they were amateurs most of the bullets missed. 3 bullets hit Monicas thighs. 2 Bullets hit her belly but one bullet hit directly Monicaâ€™s clitoris while another ripped the left side of her outer labia.

Monica experienced everything in slow motion. The countdown seemed to take minutes. After the bullet turned the place where her clit used to be into a small but gaping whole just above the whole that hundreds of cocks used to penetrate in her life, she realized that this was no game any more. The nerves which provided her with thousands of orgasms throughout her live now provided her with pain and agony. Even before she realized how painful it was, the second round of shots shredded her inner and outer labia into pieces. Two bullets just ripped off her lower pussy lips and went all the way underneath her into the wallâ€¦ Pieces of her vagina just exploded and fell to the ground. Blood started to pour from her once so pretty sex organ. At this point Monica had only one thought: Finish this! Let me die.

The volunteers were instructed not to shoot at any vital organs for at least 2 minutes. This was the most humane snuff show of all of them, but it still had to include some torture elements. So the organizers made sure that the girls had to suffer at least 2 minutes before they were put out of their misery.

Jennifer signed up for this executrix job because she always had a fetish for snuff. But when she aimed at Monicaâ€™s vagina, she had a really bad feeling. She was excited, yes. Even still terribly horny. But if it were up to her at this second she would have let Monica go or at least give her a quick exit by shooting in the head. Instead she was forced to destroy a young girlâ€™s sex organ. Just like the one she had herself. Just like the one she was rubbing a minute ago in order to enjoy all the fantastic feelings those nerves could produce. She knew how sensitiv this part of a womenâ€™s body is. She could only imagine how much pain it would cause to shred those highly sensitive nerves to pieces. And as the studio monitors above her head showed that it was her bullet which put a whole where Monicaâ€™s clit used to be. After realizing this she aimed at Monicas head and pulled the trigger 5 times. Even before anyone realized what was going on she pushed the nozzle of her machine gun into her own horny pussy. She had to stroke it only 7 times to reach her own final orgasm after which she pulled the trigger in automatic mode. Jennifer was dead instantly.

Eva could not be more excited. The whole setting was surreal. The stupid girl to her right lost control over her pussy and therefore had her pussy blown to pieces a minute later. Eva enjoyed watching Monicaâ€™s execution so much that she was all of the sudden fighting with her own self control. If she came now during the execution phase of the game, her orgasm would not count and it would have been unlikely to cum again after the final race is opened. Just as Eva managed to calm herself down she realized how one of the executrix suddenly started shooting at Monicaâ€™s head. â€žYou dumb bitch! She was not supposed to get out of her pain for another minute!â€ś Eva got really angry but at the same time she found it arousing to finally see someone die. So far there have only been non fatal injuries. Sure Monicaâ€™s pussy was a pound of mashed meat but with the right treatment she could have survived living the life of a broken girl robbed of her womanhood. But shooting Monica in the head? That was final. But what Eva saw next pushed her over the edge. First she thought: â€žWell are you a perverted little slut? Masturbating with the gun you just used to kill a girl. I think I start liking herâ€ś. But even before she finished that thought she saw and heard the bulllets ripping through Jenniferâ€™s cervix, stomach, lungs and exiting through her chest. That was to much for her. She had not even realized how her right hand had automatically started rubbing her clitoris as she saw Jennifer masturbating with the gun. After the last gun shot was fired Eva came with a monster of an orgasm. Unlike Monica she did not make the mistake of ruining it. The orgasm was so intense she did not even realize in what position this would bring her for the next round of the game so she just enjoyed every second of it.

After a brief discussion with the organizers the show host came on stage and announced that we just witnessed an unprecedented incident. She tried to sell it as a free bonus to the ongoing snuff show and expressed her hopes, that the viewers enjoyed this little extra segment of the show. On a side note she mentioned that Jenniferâ€™s breach of the rules would have been punishable by death anyway and that due to the fact that she committed suicide the organizers decided to execute her little sister instead which happened to sit in the audience, still shocked from her sisters death and the news that she would be snuffed afterwards.

But the show must go onâ€¦ After Monicaâ€™s and Jenniferâ€™s Bodies were removed from the stage the game was about to get into the next phase: The race to orgasm.

Another countdown and Sarah and Eva started to finger fuck their horny little pussies like their lives depended on it. Which in fact it did.

Eva realized that her little involuntary orgasm during the break really put her in a bad position. She was still horny, but she did not managed to control her sex organ like she did before.

Sarah on the other hand fucked her young and absolutely dripping wet pussy so frenetically that she felt an orgasm come right away. It took her only two minutes to reach the point of no return.

Eva started to panic as she saw that Sarah obviously came close to finishing. While she was still aroused the nerves in her pussy and clit were simply over stimulated. What she would have needed was a short break and very soft and tender stimulations. But Evaâ€™s panic caused her to basically spank, squeeze and brutally scratch her clit with her sharp fingernails to the point where she did not feel any pleasure but more and more pain. Eva could not believe this would be happening. Hysterically she started crying and smashing her sensitive organ to the point where it started bleeding.

Sarah, although she never had a real thing for BSDM watched Evaâ€™s desperate attempts to get this one little orgasm that would save her life. Watching her opponent abusing herself, basically raping her own sex organ was the final kick Sarah needed to reach a fantastic orgasm that would last for more than 20 seconds and after a couple of further seconds she came again and again.

As Eva stared in disbelief to the monitors and heard the announcement that Sarah won the game, she basically collapsed to the floor.

According to the rules the loser will be given the â€žcourtesyâ€ś to reach her last orgasm within 10 minutes after the winner. If she fails she will be slowly and painfully tortured to death and not receive the gift of a quick way out.

It took Eva 3 minutes to recover from her collapse on stage. She still had 7 minutes left to reach an orgasm that would save her from exactly that kind of torture she always loved to watch and ironically masturbated to hundreds of times.

Looking down on her pussy she must have finally realized that those â€žtender partsâ€ś will not have any orgasm soon and were actually in need of medical attention if she ever had plans to feel an climax again.

During her panic attack Eva had basically torn her clitoris off. Under the scratched off skin blood started to flow slowly down into her vagina.

It had always been Evaâ€™s fantasy to tear off a young girlâ€™s clitoris in order to cause her maximum pain. She knew that she would be tortured to death in similar ways. At this point she was so furious towards herself that she decided to gave herself the ultimate punishment and clipped of her already bleeding clitoris between her sharp fingernails. Screaming in agony and disappointment in herself she finally collapsed on stage. Two days later she was tortured to death in a way that she had designed herself a couple of weeks earlier as part of her â€žauditionâ€ś. In the process she was raped for several hours (mainly by women she hated with spiked dildos). She was forced to cut off and eat her own nipples and pussy lips and her vagina was then filled with acid and liquid steel. She had to experience all of the horrors that she used to inflict on other girls before she finally died after a 9 hour torture marathon.

Sarah on the other hand had been released as promised. She still enjoys watching the weekly snuff shows while masturbating at home in front of the TV remembering her once in a life time experience.

I confess I am a 21 year old girl and I believe I am seriously sexually disturbed. I have been masturbating and fantasizing since a very young age, in part because my parents were bad at hiding their own activities. I have always gotten off to very sick things and it only seems to get worse. I love the idea of young girls being used and treated like fuck toys. I get off on sex most when it's brutal and forced. I get off on incest too, especially father/daughter and the idea of helping a dad in that scenario force her.

I have never ever done anything illegal but I do think of this stuff a lot and cannot confess it to anyone I know in real life. I worry about myself but I can't help it, when I'm horny I view myself and other females as holes who need to be taught what we're good for.

Figured motherless wouldn't judge me to hard, probably not as hard as I judge myself!

I am the type of guy, who's easy to trust - I'm a very empathic, open-minded, non-judging character. I have no problems talking about myself, my skeletons and issues, and people often feel obliged to share something in return. So I have fun by talking to random girls and women, discovering their issues, fuckups, all kinds of shit they've been through.

So I met a girl. A friend of a friend. She's russian. Alice is her name. After some months of conversations, carefully lead to sex-related questions, she admitted that she likes to be taken brutally, likes to be pushed against a wall and penetrated forcefully. She also likes all kinds of fun stuff - she would love to get fucked on the roof, in a staircase, in a forest, in dark alley, in a toilet, in a car. The trouble is - she only attracts shy and gentle boys, who are trying to be nice and gentle with her, since she looks all fragile and innocent. In reality, she is a slut, who's acting innocent victim. And as this is her true self, she wants someone to finally treat her as a person she really is, not some fluffy cute pink image she has built for herself. She wants a man, who'd slap her ass, who'd force her legs open and fuck her breathless, who'd force his dick into her twice a day, because that's exactly the way she loves to play this game. She is curious about nearly everything - bondage, collars and leashes, candles, floggers, dildos and vibrators, buttplugs, ice play, face slapping, throating, food-play, drunk sex, and she would let a man do almost anything to her, if only he had the guts to just do the fucking thing without dancing around the subject for months, asking if that or this is okay with her. Last but not least - she's an anal virgin, and is terribly afraid and also aroused by a thought, that someday her man could simply close her mouth, hold her arms and penetrate her ass balls deep, without any unnecessary bullshit, and that he would fuck her like a doll until he's satisfied. Basically she's tired of weak men treating her as a treasure, and just wants some intense emotions and good rough raw fucking.

And I've met another girl - Nadia (russian for Hope). She had been married, but her husband violated her on multiple occasions. He was beating her, abusing her, making her do things she didn't want to do. He actually had raped her every hole, and also made her pregnant. She thought that a child will change things. Obviously, no luck there. Then, he just went straight to fucking other women, telling the girl some nasty stuff - that she was spineless, worthless, that he would never fuck a retard like that, that she deserves nothing but abuse, and she went with it, since she had nowhere to run to. Then to prove him wrong and to satisfy her sexual urges, she would go to some local bar, drink and show affection for some man, ask him to fuck her in toilet or a park outside, and when they would get there and half-undressed, she'd tell that she has changed her mind. On multiple occasions she got raped, but she would only cry and sob until the man is gone. After that she would wipe herself and simply go home with a feeling of a job well done. I think I've got the grasp on the situation. She wanted to cheat on her husband, but she was raised not to, so she worked around it. She would make a guy rape her, so it kinda wasn't her fault, but the feeling of another mans dick, his emotions toward her, his lust for her body - made her feel wanted and normal, contrary to what her husband told her. And the violent part of the 'rape' was actually very mild when compared to daily home abuse. It took her 5 years to get away from all that crap and realize that she actually likes fucking, and that sex can be about pleasure instead of humiliation and revenge. At the moment she is dating 4 different guys, who don't know about each other. She gets of from the feeling that they want her.

Another girls I know. Alexa. She is an artist. And a looser. She draws nicely, but is way far from real art, afraid to try working in this field, and has only part time jobs and a place at her parents in her 30. She is quite emotionally unstable and confused. One time she told me that I should go and drown myself, so that the world is a safer place, cause I supposedly can someday become a rapist. When asked if male elderly people, young children, her father and "boyfriend" should be treated same way, she told me that all male must suicide for greater good. Other times she tells she wishes to be beaten and humiliated, slapped, raped or even killed. She actually knows nothing of the real world, since she is afraid of people. She only works few months a year, and reads some 30-50 hate filled blogs, where she gets her attitude, since she is actually very easy to convince, especially when the things you tell her are backed with some genuine emotions. She has a boyfriend - a guy she only kissed with (until recently), who tried to get away from her stalking for some years now. He thinks that he is her first and last man, and he feels pity for her. She acts (and sometimes is) a cute sad pretty girl with nothing but rainbows and ponies in her mind. Meanwhile she had a ton of half-drunk one night stands, and as far as I know, she would mind only some really sick shit like scat, vomit, etc. Anything else goes. She's also ex-cutter, so she has scars all over her arms. I think she can be talked into some creepy shit, if someone tried to. She is also so desperately in search for kindness and pity. So much that I'd bet 100$ that the guy, who showed her plenty of that, could fuck her ass on a first date. Recently her 'boyfriend' finally understood, that he only has to pat her head and she's ready to let him fuck her mouth just for that. So he's using her for onahole and dumping after use, weekly, for some time now. Tried to make her see what she's doing, but she thinks that he's finally come to accept her, and things are getting better now.

I know well yet another girl. Natalie. Also a cutter. She cuts her left leg when she's emotional. And she's fat (moderately). And she's violent. And she's 21. When she got that sex-related themes are okay with me, she started pouring her fantasies on me. How she always dreamed of being a guy, and how her cunt is dripping when she fantasizes of assfucking other men, and how she would give me anything I want from her, if only I let her come over and fingerfuck my ass. I don't really mind, but I'm too cautious to get into a mess like this. When I told her that I'm a subby type, and she could do to me anything she wanted to, her fantasies quickly escalated from prostate massage to tying me with ropes and chains, and raping my ass and mouth with a champagne bottle without any extra lubrication. She admitted to me that she wanted to choke me while riding my cock, and given possibility, she'd want to actually choke me hard with a leather belt, while I'm tied to bed, after which, she'd continue choking me with her pussy, while slapping my cock.

Then I briefly talked to a girl, who was abused in school by classmates, who poked her genitals through panties with lineal, pencils and fingers. Then there was a girl, who got actually raped on street going from school. Some guy knocked her unconscious, did stuff and just left her out in cold. Then there was a girl, who came at friend's place and didn't notice how her friends went home and some unknown people showed up. They held and undressed her, dipped their fingers everywhere, and then let her go. Then there is a girl I know IRL, who was lead to think that she is dumb, fat and interesting only as a sex object, and she could never get a boyfriend if she doesn't perform her duties. I know this because she came to me messed up and panicking about some guy she fucked last week, drunk and no condom, and that her monthlies don't start, and that she's afraid parents will know if she bought emergency contraception herself. She was 16 by the way, and she was doing this since 13-14, as she later told me. Then there's a girl who would let her boyfriend do anything to her, and lie that it's okay, that she likes it, that she gets orgasms, etc. When in reality, she almost hates sex - hates when he hits her womb, hates when he fucks her without additional lube (since she doesn't even get wet), hates him being rough and slapping her, hates him trying to fuck her ass, hates gagging on his cock. But she still pretends that everything is fine, and that she likes it all, because she's afraid that he'd say she is frigid and her friends to whom she tries to seem perfect, would actually know she's flawed. Then there's this girl who in her 15 lives with a 30 year old man, sleeps in same bed with him, but claims that they haven't had any sex. Yet. Until she's 16. Because the guy is afraid to go to jail, and wouldn't budge despite all her rubbing and dirty talk. And her mom is okay with it, since she thinks that a working non-drinking older guy is better and safer than some schoolboy.

Just saying. It's a fucked up world. Not because some god or physics made it so, but because people are stupid and their brains are full of shit they refuse to accept and deal with. Sometimes I think that one can find a ton of shit related to sexual abuse in almost anyone, if they dig deep enough, and have enough trust with this person. You may post similar stories you know about.

I confess I am a monster pervert that often dreams of rape and torture. I would very much like to keep a one, or two teenage girls locked in a room so that I could enjoy them whenever the fancy took me. In the perfect scenario I would have two rooms, and I would rape, and torture one of the girls just outta sight of the other girl, but well within ear shot so she could hear her friends distress. There would be a hidden camera in the room so I could capture the other girls reaction to hearing her friend get brutalized in the room next to her. Most of my rape and torture fantasies revolve around having a girl hog tied, and using a nose hook on her to warm her up. Alternating between pulling on the nose hook, and pulling her hair until she screamed. I would like to spit in her face, and slap her around randomly.

Im Kinda new here but their is a request I have.I saw a movie called Centerfold celebrities some years back and in it was the rare first anal scene of Pepper Hinds.She wanted to be a big pornstar but made the mistake of pairing up with Steve Douglas.Brutal but very Hot.Does anyone have this.I would be very thankful.

into really hardcore phone chat about how to fuck,torture brutally and eventually snuff a female...no limits...yngest possible victims...would love to meet a real woman into this kinda fantasy. ive had many chats with several evil minded women and its very hot....most of the time its evil pdomen like me...into satifying their engorged cocks with yng violent rape/snuff fantasies....love being on thesame web page as we jack off to out victims faces...motherless has countless borderline offensive videos that make my cock rock hard...its 9'' and a perfect pdo cock....in fantasy.

My wife hates anal sex. Even if I am very gentle, she still cries. Her crying turns me on so I am more and more brutal each time. Am I an abusive husband? We've been married 7 years, I am 40, she is 35.

i confess that i cheat on my boyfriend. im a 21y.o. girl and most people think im a real sweetie and that i wouldnt put a foot wrong in life. when my boyfriend goes to work i meet up with other guys, usually his friends, and fuck them. i feel bad because i love my bf and find him very attractive, but i'm addicted to the thrill of cheating and knowing that these guys can't resist me.

also, when he goes to bed at night and when he's out i come on motherless and other sites and masturbate to hardcore porn. lesbian bondage, rape, guys brutally fucking girls. my boyfriend is so sweet and nice and we only seem to 'make love' never 'fuck' if that makes sense. I feel like a complete pervert.

Iv'e been thinking that if I ever rape a girl... and yes it's crossed my mind, that one very fun thing to do is to rape her throat. Tie her up, lie her on her back with her head hanging over the edge of the bed. Force her mouth open with dental forceps, and shove my dick balls deep past her tonsils and thrust her voicebox till I cum all over her vocal cords. I'm sure I'll get covered in vomit when she gags but extra lube I guess. Would probably be the most brutal thing you can do in an act of forced penetration. Probably way worse than anal rape. Sound fun to anyone else???

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would be a lot like this except she'd have the forceps holding her mouth open.. and she'd be tied down... and I would'nt stop every so often like this dude does, I'd keep on till I got done.

So last night I checked out this bangextreme site. Wouldn't let me see the videos cuz it's a shitty pay site. But one user called "dirtycop" had uploaded a 7 min video called "Slut down someone call 911" and the thumbnail was the face of pretty brunette with blood covering half her face. I've seen everything online so I know the thumbnail was from something new/rare, the user had only posted 3 vids and I noticed that the other two was properly labeled and tagged. It didn't look sexy but very brutal and it's not found here or on any other tube I know. Today the site is down... Anyone got?

Okay so Iâ€™ll start off by explaining to you what my sister Kristen(her friends call her Krissy) looks like, sheâ€™s a 22 year old blonde girl about 5 foot 5 with the most perfect 34DD tits she loves to walk around the house in low cut tops showing them off. She probably weighs about 140-150 lbs So itâ€™s pretty obvious to say that everybody wanted my sister. But my sister is very shy and awkward so she doesnâ€™t really have many boyfriends, I could only think of two and they didnâ€™t last very long. So let me tell you a little bit about me, Iâ€™m an 18 year old guy still living at home never being able to hold down a job for that long. I like to smoke weed and drink occasionally on the weekends but with no job it was starting to get hard keeping up those habits. So my weed friend and weed dealer Cody told me I could make a quick $200 if I just bring this backpack to one of his friends, I figured it had weed in it but didnâ€™t really care. So I get to his friendâ€™s house, he lets me in and it all seems fine thatâ€™s when he pulls out a gun and sticks it to my face and says â€ś give me the bag or Iâ€™m going to blow your brains out right hereâ€ť so me no being a hardened criminal I give him the bag and he kicks me out. Almost getting shot has me nervous so I go back to my dealer and explain what happened. My dealer starts freaking out on my saying there was a bunch of weed in there and that I owe him $4000Me being broke and jobless I tell him thereâ€™s no way I can pay him that so he starts to punch me and kick me but he stops when my phone falls out of my pocket and the lock screen comes up with a picture of me and my sister. He says theres one thing you can do, I ask him what and he says I can get my hot sister to fuck him admitting that he was kind of obsessed with her. Knowing my sister there is no way that she will do it no matter what I say to here, when I tell him that he starts to think. He thinks for probably 20 seconds which seemed to feel like 20 minutes when he gets an idea and runs to his room, he comes back with 2 white bars that say Xanax on them.

He tells me that if I canâ€™t get my sister to fuck him then I have to give her both of these and then call him because heâ€™s going to fuck her drugged body. Now I start getting mad at him saying that I could never do that to my sister and I didnâ€™t know how far he would go with her when sheâ€™s asleep. He tells me he doesnâ€™t care and that ill do what he says or heâ€™ll kill me, he gives me the pills and kicks me out and says call me when itâ€™s done. When I get home itâ€™s all I can think about, I didnâ€™t want to do it because she was my sister and thatâ€™s technically rape but on the other hand I kind of got a little turned on with the thought of my busty sister being used. I figured that I didnâ€™t really have a choice so I decided I was going to do it and started planning on how. I started watching her routine trying to figure out when to slip her the drugs. I knew this would be relatively easy because my sister has had sleep problems her whole life and needed sleeping pills most nights to sleep, I just had to figure out how to switch her pills with the ones I had. I thought of an idea a few days later and started to put it in motion.Knowing that my parents would be gone somewhere for the night for their 25th anniversary (I didnâ€™t want to know where). I call my dealer and tell him that Iâ€™m probably going to do it tonight and that he should be ready. I grinded the word Xanax off of my pills and took my sisters sleeping pill bottle. I knew that she couldnâ€™t get another prescription right away and she would just try to sleep without them tossing and turning all night. That night I hear her running around the house, I knew she was looking for her sleeping pills when she calls my name. I go downstairs to see what she wants and I saw her in the sexiest pink little thong, Iâ€™ve never really seen my sister in a thong before, just a bikini and a tight white top that showed off her perfect DD tits and her black bra underneath. Iâ€™m trying not to gawk at her when she asks me if Iâ€™ve seen her sleeping pills, she didnâ€™t want to be up all night, I say no obviously knowing that I had them in my room.

I said that I had been having trouble sleeping lately too and I had been taking these no name sleeping pills. I asked her if she want to try them and she eagerly said yes, so I ran up to my room and go the Xanax that now just looked like regular no name pills. I come down the stairs and give her both of them saying that one doesnâ€™t really do much and you have to take both for it to work, she gobbles them both down in front of me and chugs back some water and rans up stairâ€™s to bed. My heart was racing when I texted my dealer saying its done she should be fully passed out in about 45 minutes. Exactly 45 minutes passes as I hear a knock on the door, I open the door and my heart sinks as I see him and 2 of his friends with him all holding brief cases and tripods I had no idea this was going to be a gangbang let alone videotaped also. They introduce themselves as John and Rob. Knowing thereâ€™s nothing I can do I direct them to the bedroom where I see my sleeping sister, right away they open up the briefcases and setup 3 huge cameras that looked like they were worth a lot of money cameras at different angles in the room and hit record. One of them rips the blanket off my sister and they all just start mauling her and taking off her clothes. I go to leave because I canâ€™t watch my sister get gangbanged when Cody looks at me and tells me I have to watch because its one of my punishments, I start to freak out saying thereâ€™s no way I can watch that when he reaches to the side tables and grabs the gun and point it at my head. Knowing thereâ€™s nothing I can do I sit down on my sisters office chair as they laugh.They all pretty much go to different parts of her body, Rob goes to her panties and rips them off right away as he starts to finger fuck her pussy. John goes her tits as he rips her shirt off to show a nice black lacy bra, she doesnâ€™t have it on for long as he rips it off to show her perfect DD tits, her areolaâ€™s were about the sizes of an oreo and her nipples were just there waiting to be sucked. He starts to maul her tits squeezing as he lucks and sucks on her nipples.

As heâ€™s groping her tits Cody starts making out with Kristen rubbing his lips against hers and licking her supple lips, I had kind of always noticed surprisingly nice and supple her lips are. Done teasing her lips he shoves his tongue in her mouth enjoying every inch of her mouth, I could see his tongue moving around and poking her cheeks out as he tongue fucked my sister. I couldnâ€™t take my eyes off for some reason. He had been tongue fucking her for a few minutes really enjoying her mouth when he takes his tongue out of her mouth and licks her lips for one last time. He looks at his friends and says that sheâ€™s got the nicest lips he had ever seen and that they should both get a turn before he cumâ€™s in her mouth. John stops groping her tits and start to make out with her, he admitted that her lips were nice and supple. He goes down and starts to play with her lips with his finger as he traces all along them with his tongue. Finishing enjoying her lips he shoves his tongue in her mouth and plays with her tongue, darting it back and forth. He started off slow but by now was really tongue fucking her, I could hear the slopping sounds from where I was. After a few minutes he starts slowing down as he take his tongue out of her mouth. Seeing that he was done Rob takes his finger out of her pussy and goes up to her as Cody takes his placeRob goes down and starts making out with her already used mouth, he seems to be enjoying it more than the other 2 because he was going a lot slower teasing her lips with his tongue. He starts to kiss her intimately almost like it was his first kiss as heâ€™s caressing her long blonde hair not even using his tongue he starts to kiss her like you would a girlfriend rubbing their lips together enjoying every second. He finally sticks his tongue inside of her as I can see his tongue slipping trace the inside of her cheek. After intimately kissing for what seemed like hours he lets go as heâ€™s panting like heâ€™s winded, saying to his friends that he could make out with her for hours

Meanwhile Cody had been finger fucking my sisters what looked like very tight pussy, it looked like she only had sex a few times and the guys were probably small. Heâ€™s playing with her pussy lips and rubbing with her clit as he starts to pick up the pace inside her pussy. Heâ€™s finger fucking my sister tight pussy relentlessly loving every minute of it, he was definitely trying to stretch her out because now has 3 fingers inside her pussy. By now Rob had his dick out fucking Kristenâ€™s mouth and John is fucking her big tits, seeing this Cody takes his rock hard dick and aims it toward her pussy. His dick was bigger then I expected, it was probably about 8 inches. As he hoverâ€™s his dick outside of her tight pussy he thrusts his way inside of her, only getting about 3 quarters of the way inside of her he starts to rock his hips as he thrust in and out of her pussy

Looking at my sisters drugged body being used by 3 guys I had to admit that I kind of liked it, Iâ€™m sure my sister would love it if she were awake. Rob started off slowly moving his dick in and out of her mouth then he started to get bolder and starts to rock his hips fucking her mouth. Heâ€™s now going pretty much balls deep as I start to hear her gag on his cock as his balls are slapping against her face, I but I guess look as he starts to really give it to her and I have no idea how she didnâ€™t wake up with his cock all the down her throat I guess the pills I gave her were really strong. I look down to see Cody starting to fuck her faster too and it seemed like he was almost all the way in her. He starts to pick up the pace as his 8 inch cock is completely inside her, it doesnâ€™t take long until he starts getting really into it. He grabs onto her hips as she starts to fuck her relentlessly, I start hearing slapping sounds from him too. I sit there listening to my sister get fuck hard by 3 guys hearing the slapping sounds almost in rhythm as it starts to get so loud that you can probably hear it throughout the whole house. I start to get hard looking at my sister pussy mouth and tits be fucked relentlessly

After what seemed like hours of slapping and fucking I see Rob start to slow down and I figured he was Cumming in my sisterâ€™s mouth. He takes his dick out of her mouth and as her head falls to the size streams of cum start pouring out of her mouth. Seeing this almost sets rob off as he stops fucking her tits and shoves his dick down her throat and start Cumming. Cody wasnâ€™t going to cum so quick and fucks her for a few more minutes as he pulls out and cums in her too. Thinking it was done I get pretty relieved and get up and go to leave when they tell me to shut up and sit down because they werenâ€™t doing, as he says this Cody flips her over to reveal her perfect big ass, itâ€™s definitely and ass you would call a Donk. He starts groping her big ass and starts slapping it, he starts shaking it with his hands and her ass was big enough to shake a lot when he moved it. After groping it for a few minutes he moves to her asshole as both of his friendâ€™s just watch in awe. He tells Rob to spread her ass open so he can get a better view seeing her ass spread apart he grabs a bottle of lube and starts lubing up his fingers and her ass. He sticks one finger inside her ass and it hardly even went in, I could tell she had never done anal before. With the one finger in he starts to move in and out of her ass moving it around trying to stretch it out. After a few minutes he manages to get two fingers in. seeing this he starts to go faster and move around her more and soon enough he was able to stick 3 fingers inside my sisterâ€™s ass. He starts to lick her asshole giving her a nice rim job cleaning her ass out, he licks her from her pussy to her ass tasting both of my sisters holesFeeling satisfied that his dick can slide in her he guides it to her lubed up asshole and starts putting it in, he can only get about half way in her virgin ass so he starts to thrust in and out. Seeing this John moves to her cum filled mouth and starts to fuck her mouth. Looking at his friends fuck this insane sexy girl he decides heâ€™s going to fuck her pussy. Getting underneath her with her tits in face he guides it to her pussy as her ass getting fucked, he starts to fuck her pussy as my sisters getting fucked in all 3 holes. I never thought when growing up with her that I would be looking at my sister being fucked by 3 guys at the same time, drugged or not it was hot. Seeing this John moves to her mouth and starts to fuck her mouth. Looking at his friends fuck this insane sexy girl he decides heâ€™s going to fuck her pussy. Getting underneath her with her tits in face he guides it to her pussy as her ass getting fucked, he starts to fuck her pussy as my sisters getting fucked in all 3 holes. I never thought when growing up with Kristen that I would be looking at her being fucked by 3 guys at the same time, drugged or not it was hot. Seeing my sister getting fucked in all 3 holes I see them start to pick up the pace as the slapping sound starts getting louder and louder as their all pretty much going balls deep inside of her at the same time. By now the bed was shaking a lot, after probably about 10-15 minutes. I see Rob thrust one last time and cums starts leaking out of her mouth. After a minute or two I see John start to slow down then he pulls out to show cum pouring out of her pussy, I couldnâ€™t believe how much there was. I was worried that she was going to get pregnant since I knew she wasnâ€™t on the pill. Seeing this pretty much set Cody off as he cums deep inside my sister ass, pulling out it seems like cum wonâ€™t stop pouring out. After all of them came inside my sister they seemed like they were taking a break but I knew they werenâ€™t done. Rob flips her over and grabs a towel and starts to clean the cum out of her pussy, feeling satisfied she it was clean he guides his dock towards her awaiting pussy as his friends saying that he was finally going to lose his virginity. I couldnâ€™t believe he was a virgin because he seemed like he was about 30 years old. He starts fucking her slowly, grinding his hips into her as he gropes and licks her big tits. After what only seemed like 30 seconds he stops and pulls out as I see more cum leaking out of her pussy, his friends are laughing at him calling him an amateur. I start laughing to when they all look up at me with a smile on their face when Cody says I wouldnâ€™t be laughing your nextI start freaking out saying I couldnâ€™t do that to my sister when I just see him look at his gun saying that it was the only way he knew that I wouldnâ€™t call the cops pissed off knowing I canâ€™t do anything about it I start to head towards the bed where I look at my already used body as I start to take my clothes off. Taking my pants off revealing my rock hard cock they all start laughing saying that they knew I wanted this the whole time. I grab the towel and start cleaning her pussy out, after sheâ€™s cleaned up I start to direct my cock towards her pussy. Knowing that she had already been fucked hard a few times I knew I didnâ€™t need to go slow. Starting off slow I start to really get in to it admiring my sisterâ€™s nice pussy thinking about how tight it would have been before they gangbanged her. I move up to her tits squeezing them and licking her nipples, I couldnâ€™t believe how big and nice her tits were I had never felt and even close to this big. Not caring that this is my sister at this point I start to really give it to her enjoying every minute knowing it would never happen again. My balls start slapping against her pussy lips as my full dick was inside her pussy. Fucking her relentlessly for what seemed like ever I feel my climax starting to build. Not caring that Iâ€™m about to cum inside my big sisters pussy, I shove my dick as far down as I could pretty much trying to impregnate her as I shoot louds of cum down her tight pussy. I pull out of her panting and sweating like I just went for a run, I give her tits one last squeeze as I get up off the bed. I look at them all laughing as Cody tells me I can leave, as I start to head out I realize that they werenâ€™t finished yet. I turn around and ask if they are done yet when Cody laughs and tells me thereâ€™s still a few hours left on those pills, they werenâ€™t done using this slut. I just turn around knowing I cant do anything. I head to the shower to clean myself up and then go to the living room and start watching TV. I was right when I thought u could hear the slapping sounds throughout the house. After about 3 hours of listening to them brutally fuck my sister hearing the slapping sounds I finally hear them start coming down the stairs, they look at me and tell me I had quite the mess to clean up as they laugh and walk out.Afraid of what they did to her I head to her room to see her still sleeping body on her bed with cum leaking out of each hole and cum pretty much all over her face and tits. I had never seen so much cum in my life so I grab the towel and start to clean her up, I had to throw that one out and get a new towel there was so much cum. After about 20 minutes of cleaning cum out of her holes and really cleaning her mouth out so she does not taste the cum. admiring her lips I reach down and start to kiss my sister rubbing my lips against hers while I start stick my tongue in her mouth spreading my lips with her tongue. I realized that they were right she did have the best lips id had ever seen. I start to trace the inside of her mouth with my tongue admiring her sexy little mouth and perfect supple lips

Playing with her tongue, I start to hear the slopping sounds like before as I start to get rock hard. Pulling my tongue out of her mouth I admire her body when I thought how I wanted to see her big ass and play with. Flipping her around I admire her huge ass, I started to maul it slapping it and groping it. I couldnâ€™t believe how big it was I guess I never really checked her out before but u can be damn sure Iâ€™m going to start. While playing with her ass I admire her nice little butthole as I start to trace the outside of it thinking about how Iâ€™ve never tried anal and seeing my sisters already used ass I thought why not. Looking at her ass I guide my dick towards her entrance as I start to spit on it to lube it up. Not being able to wait any longer I start to thrust inside of her, at first it was pretty tight not really letting me get all the way in. So I start to thrust in and out trying to loosen her up, after a few minutes of this I start to feel it slide all the way inside of her. Finally getting balls deep inside her ass I start to rock my hips as I couldnâ€™t believe I was fucking my sisterâ€™s ass. Thrusting into her I feel her start to really loosen up as I was sliding in her much easier now, slapping her ass as I start to grab her by the hips and start to really give it to her. In ecstasy as Iâ€™m fucking her ass feeling her and slap against my dick I grab her hair and start to pull on it arching her back up also revealing her tits. After a while I really grab onto her hips as I was starting to fuck her relentlessly. I donâ€™t think I could have fucked her harder and the slapping sounds were still not as loud as before. After about 5-10 minutes of me fucking my sisters ass I feel my climax coming. Wanting to impregnate my sister one last time I pull out and start fucking her pussy shoving my cock deep inside her pussy as I shoot my load down her. I used all of my energy as I fall down onto her sweating and panting, I flip her around with his cock still inside of her pussy I start to kiss her intimately knowing this was my last time. I lick her lips one last time as I pull out of her, I walk to the closet and grab another towel since I used the other ones. After cleaning her pussy out the best I could. I get an idea as I go to the other room and grab my camera, I had to make this moment last. Snapping a bunch of photos of my naked sister I turn her around to get some of her ass. After getting what I thought was enough pictures I grab her clothes and dress her up like nothing had ever happened. Putting the blanket back on her I started to get nervous thinking that she was going to wake up and no what happened. But that was another day.

I love the idea of incest and rape, though mostly in a fantasy state of mind. I don't want to have sex with my own family, or any relatives for that matter, but the actual idea of it is fascinating and a turn on.

I suspect it's mainly the taboo side of it, the fact that it is something deemed unacceptable and forbidden (I can't have it so I want it). And when I think about it happening in a real scenario, I think "Hmm, that's pretty hot, but it's not a very good idea" for reasons that are obvious but I won't go into.

The rape fascination is probably the same sort of thing, but more about the control of someone, which I don't understand why I like because that's not how I am with other things (unless it is and I'm just too power crazy to see it). I hate the idea of rape in real life, it's scaring and horrible and actually not very hot or pretty to watch real awkward and brutal rape.

So those are two sexual fascination which I have no idea how they came about inside my brain and I know they're bad in practice, but I just can't help but read stories and get turned on by them :/

Also, why the fuck am I spending the time to post all this on a porn website where 90% is fake bullshit and it's always pics or gtfo. I guess I want to hear anyone's opinion (even the ignorant racist paedophiles that roam this area), does anyone have information or ideas about this?

Sitting at the end of the block I could see the driveway of the boy's parent's home. It was about two hundred yards down the little street, and I was excited to see the boy peek out from the driveway and walk towards the car. I had brought a small camcorder to record the boy's walk from his house, and also to record the boy telling me out loud that he was going to totally submit to my will twenty-four hours a day, three-hundred and sixty-five days a year, until I see fit to release him from his enslavement.

Just eleven days ago he had been a completely naive, virgin, eighteen year old boy who struck up a conversation with an older man on a random chat site just because he was horny and wanted someone to talk to.

He had no idea what he was getting himself into during that online conversation, stupidly agreeing to come to my front door with his thin body shaven totally hairless to let me use him "however I wanted to." I can still picture the boy pulling that tight black winter hat over his eyes, unknowingly enslaving himself to me. He'd probably thought that the wildest thing he was going to do that night was pull his pants down outside the entrance to my place so I could look him over through the peep-hole. As he found out almost immediately, he was very wrong

Over those ten days the boy was changed permanently. As soon as he had entered my home he was restrained, collared, and very deeply ass-fucked while blinded by the hat with his arms secured tightly with handcuffs behind his back. He was then asked if he consented to what was happening to him while being video recorded to which he responded that he was. As soon as he nodded his consent he was throat-fucked and made to drink piss while kneeling in the shower. For the remainder of those ten long days, the boy was totally restrained, drugged, abused, and manipulated by multiple men, women, and toys.

I had kept the boy blind and deaf the whole time, making the young teen wear a video headset that forced him to watch and listen to a continuous feed of severely degrading and depraved bondage porn. whenever he wasn't blindfolded and being used by anyone, he would be tied up tightly in one of many painful positions, then he would have large rubber dildos and butt-plugs taped tightly in his mouth and perfectly shaved asshole that were meant to choke and gag his throat and keep his asshole stretched wide open.

I saw the boy at the end of the driveway looking around and realized he had no idea what my car looked like, he had been blindfolded the entire time. I waited till he looked back in my direction, then flashed my lights several times.

The boy turned and began walking towards my car slowly. As he walked he hung his head, completely disgraced and feeling totally worthless. I turned on the camcorder and began to film the boy's slow walk. As I filmed my little teenage slave walking towards my car, I narrated.

“This pathetic skinny boy walking towards my car turned eighteen a couple weeks ago. That means he's legally allowed to consent to all kinds of kinky sex. This is the same boy that has appeared in all of the teen slave video I made recently. This morning, I dressed him in tight young girls clothing and put him in very uncomfortable bondage, tying him to the bed in his bedroom at his parents home just before they arrived home from a vacation they had been on since before I even met this boy."

I paused in my narration and zoomed in on the boy's ashamed face.

He had obviously been found by his parents in the tight bondage I'd left him in this morning. The look on his downturned face was a mix of shame, obedience, and fear.

I then continued to narrate the video I was making as I recorded this boy choosing completely voluntarily to contact me again, completely cementing his position as my permanent, live-in slave boy who I could treat however I wanted.

"I gave him the choice of staying with his family, or coming with me. It looks to me like he's chosen to give his life to me, but I'll ask him once he is sitting in the back seat of my car so I can have videotaped evidence that the boy is totally consenting to what I want to do to him. If anyone comes looking for him, all I have to do is show them the video, that's why I've chosen to explain all this on video.”

Finishing my narration, I continued to film the small boy walking closer to my car, the limpness in his body and the shame in which he hung his head conveyed to me that his will and his self-esteem were just about gone. As the boy walked up to my car, I reached back and unlocked the back door. He got inside the car and shut the door.

I noticed that he was wearing sweats, and wondered what exactly had happened in that house over the last few hours. I mentally reminded myself to videotape a full confession of the boy later, explaining exactly what had happened when his parents had gotten home and seen him tied to the bed wearing the tight black shirt that said “Whore” on it and the little white spandex shorts that were probably supposed to be worn by a 14 year old girl playing volleyball. They were stretched so tight around his crotch that his little shaved cock made a large bulge. I wish I could have been there to see the reaction of his mother and father.

For now, I turned the camera to face the boy. He was sitting quietly in the back seat, his head hanging low as he stared down at the floor of my car. I pointed it at him for a few moments without him noticing and filmed the small, thin teenager sitting there cold and scared, then shut it off.

“Boy, I see that you have made the right choice. I hope you know that you are totally my property now, and that all of the perverted, painful, and horrible things that I've been doing to you so far are going to continue for as long as I want. In a few moments I'm actually going to allow you to talk, so listen very carefully to what I'm about to say.”

I grabbed the boy roughly by his neck and squeezed it tightly with one hand while yanking his hair back with the other, forcing him to look me directly in the eye. In this car was the first time he had seen me without a hood covering my face. Looking at him coldly, I spoke firmly and without emotion.

“You are my possession now. I own you. You are going to do whatever I tell you to do, right?

The boy nodded his head up and down, knowing that he wasn't allowed to talk until I told him to.

“I am going to turn on this camcorder and point it at your face. You are going to look directly into it and say your full name, your age, and your parents home address.”

The boy nodded his head up and down as he listened.

“You are then going to say that you consent to become a 24/7 slave to me, and that I permanently own you. You are going to say that you like being tied up and abused by older men, and that you will let any man who wants to abuse your body have full and total access to do whatever they want to you, as long as it's OK with me. You will tell the camera that you want nothing more than to be abused and bound and fucked in your little teenage mouth and that tight little asshole of yours. Do you think you can remember that?”

The boy nodded his head.

I took the camera, pointed it at him, and turned it on. He began to talk, but his head was still bowed in shame. I shushed him, then I put my hand under his chin and raised his face to meet the camcorder head-on. In the camcorder viewfinder you could see his face being lifted gently towards the camcorder by an obviously older and mature man's hairy arm, but nothing more. This was the first time he had been allowed to speak in my presence. His voice was high-pitched and very soft, almost like a young girl's. I nodded and he began to speak.

“My name is Jesse Rogers. I am eighteen years old, and my birthday is March 3rd, 1994. My parents live at 5429 Birmingham street in Royal Oak Michigan.” He paused.

I gave him a very dark and somber look because of the pause, and then I saw tears begin to form in his eyes. It was at this moment that I knew I had total control over this little teen boy. Not wanting him to cry on camera, I smiled at him and saw a calm look enter his face. He began to speak again.

“I give my full consent to become a 24/7 slave to my master, and he now permanently owns me. I enjoy when he ties me up even though it hurts a lot and gets really scary when he blindfolds me, and I love when him and his friends abuse me and choke me and put their cocks into my throat and my asshole. I promise that every man who wants to fuck and abuse my body will be allowed to do whatever they want with me as long as it's OK with my master.”

The boy fell silent. I turned off the camera and put my large hands around the boy's soft neck. As I felt the smoothness of his eighteen year old skin on the palms of my hands, I began squeezing his throat tightly while I looked him in the eyes.

His face began to turn a dark purplish red and he started gasping for air and struggling around on the back seat, terror growing in his eyes. I held his throat tight and yelled loudly at the little teenager who was struggling not to pass out.

“You forgot the best part boy. I'm going to turn on the camera again, and you are going to look right at it and say that you want nothing more than to be totally abused by as many men as possible. Say that you want to be bound and fucked hard in your throat and asshole. Tell me that you want men to choke you unconscious while they fuck your shaved little eighteen year old body. Say that you are totally worthless, that you were born to be a slave to a man, and that you will do anything I say.”

I released the boy's neck as he began to lose consciousness and he slumped over in the seat. I leaned over the front seat and slapped the boy hard repeatedly on his cheeks and face until he fully regained consciousness and sat up in the seat. I turned the camera back on and zoomed in on the boy's face, which was now bright red from getting choked almost to the point of blacking out and being slapped so hard over and over. The boy began to speak again in a very submissive, pathetic voice.

“I want nothing more than to be totally abused by as many men as possible.”

I nodded.

“I want to be bound, and then fucked hard in my throat and my asshole.”

I felt my erection growing in my pants.

“I want men to choke me unconscious while they fuck my limp little eighteen year old body. I am totally worthless. I was born to be a slave to a man. I will do anything you say.”

With that, I turned off the camera and took the hood from the front seat. It was a very tight leather hood with only a large mouth-hole. I put it over the boy's head and strapped it tight around his neck, plunging him into the familiar darkness. I took my handcuffs and secured the boy's wrists tightly behind his back, then I took a thick leather dog collar and strapped it tightly around the boy's neck. I leaned down and attached the collar to an O-ring I had installed in the floor of the back seat. I then drove straight for home.

Arriving at my place, I parked and got out of the car, then went around the side and opened the rear door. The boy was curled up in the fetal position with his neck attached tightly to the floor. I reached in and unlatched his collar, then roughly dragged him out of the car. I walked him to my front door, opened it, and led him inside.

I closed the door behind me, and turned to face the boy. He was wearing a sweatsuit, the collar, and the hood which made him look like the perfect example of a helpless young boy. I grabbed him by the hair and dragged him roughly towards the basement.

Once we reached the basement room I got behind the boy and pushed him so his face was pressed tightly against the concrete block wall. I tugged his sweatpants down to his ankles and was amazed at what I saw.

The boy was still wearing the little white shorts I had put on him this morning! I reached down into the back of the shorts with one hand and felt my huge butt plug still in his asshole. He must have had in the entire time, so I put my hand around it and slowly began to work it in and out of his cute little bubble butt as he began shake and cry. After moving the plug around in his ass for a moment, I grabbed tightly and pulled hard.

I felt his asshole try desperately to keep the plug in, so I pulled harder until the boy began screaming and I heard a pop as the plug came out of his ass. I pulled it out of the white boy-shorts and threw it in the corner. With my other hand, I reached down into the front of the shorts and grabbed his hairless little cock. He still had the tight cock-ring on his hairless little teenage penis but it had gone kind of soft.

I knew he was still on the two Viagra, so I began to fondle him with my one hand while the other was holding his head tightly against the wall. I could feel his soft little cock getting harder in my hand and I squeezed it tighter and tighter until it was rock hard.

I could hear the boy whimpering through the leather hood, So I leaned in behind him and put my elbow around his throat, holding him tightly against me as I abused his teenage cock. Putting my lips to his ear, I whispered to him.

“It turns me on so much to see how scared you are boy. I am so glad that you chose to become my slave. I can't wait to see how the torture affects you, I'm going to do things to you that you will never forget.”

I felt as the boy's muscles became rigid, and his body began to shake.

“I'm going to choke you now. I'm going to put my hands around your neck and choke you until you are unconcious. Then I'm going to hang you by your collar from the ceiling. I am going to slap your body until you wake up from the pain, and right when you wake up I am going to force feed you the stimulants that I kept you on all week, but I'm going to give you a very high dose. After that, I am going to invite all of my friends over to have a little party. I am going to fuck your throat with a dildo until you can't breathe while my friends take turns fucking your little asshole and shoving toys inside of you.”

The boy was sobbing heavily through the hood, and as he cried I ripped the rest of his clothing off of him. Once he was nude, I unlatched one of his wrists and quickly re-latched it in front of his torso. I grabbed hold of the boy and lifted him a few inches off the ground, then attached the tight handcuffs to the large hook I had in the ceiling.

With the boy hanging by his wrists, I stood behind him and noticed that with the him hanging at this height, my cock lined up perfectly with his ass. The boy was crying loudly through the mask as I stuck my fingers into his mouth and gagged him while gathering up his saliva in my hand. I reached down and coated my hard cock in the teen's saliva, then grabbed him by the hips and slowly pushed myself into his hairless asshole as the boy cried and moaned

Once I was as deep as I could get in the boy, I took one hand and reached around the boy's smooth waist and began masturbating his little shaved cock. The boy was still crying, but I could tell he was becoming more calm. I wanted to make the boy terrified, so I squeezed his cock extremely tight as I began to fuck his asshole as hard as I could. The boy began flailing around and sobbing louder, and as I fucked and groped the teen I took my other hand and brought it up to his neck.

As I fucked the boy brutally, I began to choke him by his throat, stopping his airflow and sending his body into a state of panic. I was getting very close to cumming, so I choked the boy with both hands as tightly as I could and felt his body begin convulsing. As he struggled and shook, I felt his asshole begin to tighten around my cock every time he tried to breathe. As his asshole convulsed around my cock, I felt his body begin to grow limp.

Just as the boy was making his last attempts to breathe, his asshole clenched tightly around my cock and I couldn't hold back any longer. I gave the boy's throat a last squeeze and felt his body go slack as I pumped my cum deep into his eighteen year old ass. With the boy unconscious, I slowly pulled out of him, then grabbed a large leather belt and began slapping him all over his body. When he woke up, I wanted every inch of his body to be in excruciating pain, so I spent a good ten minutes whipping the boy's hairless body as it hung from my ceiling.

By the time I was finished, the boy had dark purple welts running up and down his entire body. I took a few pictures of the boy, then went upstairs to print them and put them in the mail to be sent to the boy's parents. Along with the pictures, I had previously written a well though out thank-you note to this boy's mother and father. I read the letter to myself out loud.

“Dear Mr. and Mrs. Rogers,

Thank you so much for raising such wonderful son. He is everything I could ever want in a teenage boy-slave. I have included several photos that I have taken of your son since he left your home to live in my basement and be a fuck-toy for my friends and I. He will be kept in severely painful bondage whenever he isn't having his throat or his asshole fucked, will be permanently collared.

I hope you enjoyed finding him when you arrived home from your vacation. Being tied up in your home was entirely his idea by the way, he didn't know how to tell you his true feelings about his love of submission so he decided it was best if you just found out accidentally.

He is mine now. I am going to abuse your son in every way I can think of. I'm going to put a plastic bag over his head and tape it tightly around his neck, then watch as he struggles to breathe. I'm going to take him to an adult movie theater that I know of, and I'm going to chain him by his arms and legs to a small table, then videotape different men fuck him in his ass until he screams. When he screams, a man will shove his cock deep into your son's throat and hold it there as he gags and slobbers all over it. I am going to attach muscle stimulators to your son's shaved little teenage body and turn the electricity all the way up. I can't wait to see his little body tied tightly to a table, convulsing as the stimulators torture his weak muscles until he can't even stand. I am going to take your son to Mexico with me the next time I go too. I've been wanting to make him fuck different things, and I know some men in Mexico that can help me with that.

Anyway, thanks again for raising the best slave a man could ever want, I will use him well.

19 yr old girl. Crazy mind/on the edge what to do with life.I had a shitty unlucky life with parents and brothers. I then met a man and lived with him for awhile, he then decided he wanted me to be his punching bag so i had to run away, all i did was tell him i couldnt take the relationship and had to leave and he didnt care.

My friends are all poor and i couldnt really live with any of them. I feel so hopeless. One of my friends gave me 200 dollars and couldnt do anything else. My family hates me and disowned me because i left with a black man. Thats a whole other story.

Anyway i went to a cheap condo place to see if i could stay there until i get a job and back on my feet, i talked with the man in charge and he was nice at 1st. He cooked me dinner, told me personal things about his life and bad luck with women. He said i reminded him of 1 of his daughters who was on her own. He told me he will let me stay with him in his place he had extra rooms until i got a job and he will let me go a few months in rent... being very late. I was very happy and gave him a big hug and thankyou.

So i got settled into his place and it was fine the 1st 2 days, he was kind and everything. Then one morning i wokeup and i heard drilling, and it was behind my mirror in my bathroom and he told me he wanted to watch me. Then he went to shower and showed me there was a camera there. I was weirded out and he told me he wanted to keep it and its"the least i can do" i nodded my head and agreed. I didnt think itd be a big deal if he can just watch and i leave in a month anyway.

Then at dinner he invited me and we were eating salad and he said "Ashley theres something we need to chat about" I said "what" and he went on saying"if it wasnt for me you would be homeless.. i think you are very pretty... i love your figure... .i want you to be my live in girlfriend and bring me food and ill take care of you. I want you to just be my sucktoy and anal btich when i want.I am a man and i have needs and i want you to fullfill them" At 1st i said i wasnt a prostitute and he told me that he didnt care and the world is tough and if im gonna stay at his place i need to earn it. I told him ill think about it and he assured me he will boot me out by morning if i didnt have an answer. So in the middle of the night i wokeup... and gave it some thought and thought i had no choice and would try it. Is this bad of me? He seemed so nice, why cant he just be anice man, i wouldve offered myself to him thru time anyway for a reward.

I feel cheap/dirty and used, im normally not a slut but he wants me to be one.he came to my room in the morning sat down on my chair and dropped his pants and said"you have 2 minutes to start sucking or your gone NOW" I cried and he rubbed my face and told me itd be ok. He told me he liekd it rough and wanted it from me and appreciated me. He facefucked me for half an hr and then cummed on my face and pushed me away and told me he'd fuck my ass later which he did. He wants 3-4 blowjobs a day and they get messy. I feel horrible and feel theres no escape! I have nowhereto go, or i can just keep letting this man brutally throatfuck me everyday and be ok with it?

Imagine us taking her there in the park! Few of us lining up to fuck her for hours!All of our hands feeling my mum's sexy MILF body and pulling her clothes. Before She knows it, She is stood in just her black, lace underwear and black bra. One of us start pulling her to the floor by her hair and pushes his cock into her mouth. She could still feel the others pulling at her thong and squeezing her boobs, exclaiming their appreciation at the size and pertness of my mum's boobs. Eventually her thong is removed, along with her bra and she is left kneeling naked, surrounded by six men, each taking turns to shove their cocks in my mums mouth.You then hold her by her sexy waist pull her towards you and start shoving your cock into her without a care of her comfort. The next guy comes and shoves his cock deep inside my mums mouth and she starts gagging and choking on it. Meanwhile you are building speed behind her, taking pleasure from smacking any part of my mums body you could find as you are fucking her, eventually painting her cunt and big round ass with your sperm. By this point Sandy, my mum can't even count how many times She'd had each cock in her mouth and she is continually forced to give head, as she is flipped over and laid down on the bench in the park. The next thing she knows, She is being moved, lifted my six men, as if she weighs nothing and is carried away on to the ground. There, my mum is forced to straddle someone, instantly feeling her cunt filled once more, followed quickly by her mouth. But then Sandy feels YOU prodding at her arsehole.She tries to plead with you, but the cock in her mouth makes that impossible. She screams as your dick enters her virgin hole. You pull Sandy sharply upright, by the hair and the next thing she knows...the abuse started on her boobs. Someone is striking them each in turn with his belt. With each whack she screams, the tears are rolling down her cheeks and onto her swollen and sore boobs. You are brutally fucking my mum in the ass. SHe cries out a small grunt and say to you "Yeah that's it fuck my asshole! Fuck it hard! Fuck it harder!"Then i ask you guys to step back so we can all cum all over her together. You guys step back staring at her with lust and admiring how exhausted she is looking. Sandy's head goes back and her back arched as she feels all our cum squirt over her, leaving trails across her body and turning her on even more.But you are not finished yet so you start shoving your cock in my mum's mouth, holding her head and beginning to fuck her face. Sandy has gotten very good at not gagging when her mouth is roughly fucked, your whole cock is filling her mouth so fully, your balls bouncing off my mum's chin...which made the act so much hotter for her and in less than two minutes, her throat was being coated with your cum and there she is left, laying on the grass wanting more!!!

About 10 years ago, I had a lovely, petite, very young lady tied up in my basement.

When she teased me that the spanking I gave her wasn't hard enough, I grabbed my riding crop and proceeded to beat her arse raw.... she still kept saying it didn't hurt and I should do it harder, so I did, until the crop broke! I partly blame the age of the crop, not my brutal strength (although that is a nice idea). Her arse was seriously marked for weeks after, yet she still claimed she could've taken more.

Most girls have some kind of 'dream' for the future, an ideal life with an ideal relationship. A big white wedding, a nice house with 2.5 kids and a white picket fence, or no kids and a partner who loves to travel with them, whatever. That shit is important when finding "The One" because it won't make you happy if it doesn't tick those boxes. My problem is, my ideal future and relationship has a very sexual component, and you can't find someone who wants the same things sexually AND outside of the sexual relationship when it's not considered normal. When I get particularly horny I think about that ideal future, the one I've basically accepted will never happen, so I decided to write it down. Hopefully someone here at least enjoys reading it.

I don't fit a specific category sexually. I'm not overly submissive as such; I don't want to always do as I'm told, but I do want to be dominated and owned physically. I don't want my partner to TELL me what he wants, I just want him to take it. I'm not like that outside of sex though. I want a guy who accepts me as an equal human being, allows me to have my autonomy if I want it, will get along with my family, marry me, let me make the decisions about raining our children and live on a nice size hobby farm or country land.

I want to own my own life, but I want him to own my body. I want him to come into the kitchen when I'm in there and push me over the bench to fuck me without warning. I want him to come to bed after a hard or frustrating day at work and take it out on my body, pounding my pussy brutally and slapping my tits. I want him to decide he's horny when I'm sleeping and just start fucking me anyway. I want him to bring home workmates or his boss and let them fuck me.

When he decides he's ready for another child he won't bother telling me, he'll just keep my pussy filled with his cum at all times. He'll keep it plugged in me and not let any drip out, and make me cum after he has while his cock is still inside me, to make me clench and suck the cum up higher. He'll keep me full until I get pregnant. He'll be a little bit gentler on me once I'm pregnant, but will still keep fucking me right until the end.

When I'm in early labor he'll fuck me from behind, and when I'm in established labor we'll be in the bath or birthing pool together and he'll play with my nipples and clit between contractions. Once the baby is born he'll give me the time for my pussy to heal, but as soon as it is he'll go right back to fucking me whenever he likes. After the baby finishes a breast feed, he'll take over and drink as much milk as he can get from my tits. If I have to express to leave a feed for when the baby is looked after by someone else he'll bend me over, get the automatic breast pump milking me like a cow and then fuck me from behind while I get milked. Even after the baby is weaned he'll keep sucking my tits while he fucks me so I keep making milk until he decides he's had enough.

My body will belong to him, to be fucked when and how he wants it and to make babies when and how he wants it to. Every now and then when he doesn't want me pregnant he'll piss deep inside my pussy, to flush out my womb and mark his territory over my my intimate parts. He'll have a logo or symbol of some kind which he puts on the letterbox or entrance to his property, which he'll have tattooed somewhere near my pussy.

I want to live an outwardly normal life, but feel well used and owned sexually. Is that too much to ask?

True story of what happened between me and Sara when she fessed up from a few weeks ago. Continued from “Girlfriend Cheated And I Caught Her.”

She admitted to me that she cheated a few weeks ago…

Sara was coming over. We were going to hang out like we always did after she got off work. I was so horny, I wanted her so bad. It had been a few weeks since the incident where I caught her with Nick.

She came into my house without knocking as she usually does. Wearing a short yellow sundress and some flats she looked gorgeous. Her sun-kissed skin got my member quaking in my pants.

She walked over to my couch where I was sitting and planted a big kiss on my lips. “Hi babe!” she said with a smile. As she leaned over to kiss me again, her ass hung out of her dress a little bit. It was flexed and so round and firm. I started to get hard.

“Ooh, somebody has been waiting for me,” she giggled. I quickly let her know I had been thinking about her all day. She began to rub my cock through my jeans as she sat down next to me and kissed me with increasing passion. Our tongues slid in and out and intertwined as we started to grope at each other.

She straddled me and put her boobs to my face. I indulged and kissed her perfect tits and rubbed my face against her cleavage that was popping out the top of her dress. Her breasts were my absolute favorite part of her body.

She softly began to moan, so I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. I laid her down and knelt between her spread legs as we kissed even more. She began to kiss and tongue my ears as I sucked on her neck. I exposed her tits and sucked her tiny erect nipples and squeezed her boobs together. My dick was exploding through my pants as she unbuckled my belt, button and zipper and let it spring loose. It immediately rubbed against her exposed pussy, she had not worn any panties underneath her dress.

Sara grew louder with her moans as my tip slowly caressed her wet opening and swelling clit. But before I could get any action, as usual, she pushed my head down to her vagina.

I went to town with my tongue, enjoying every gasp and purr that she let out.“Oh babe, keep going. Unnhhh ooohh.” I had one finger curled upwards inside of her while I lapped away at her clit. I was damn good at doing it too, she was close to getting off within the first thirty seconds of me starting. “Oh god babe, oh yes, ohhh…”

Her legs jolted up squeezing my head between them as she moaned out in pleasure. Her pussy began to leak wetness like a flowing stream and I knew I had done a good job. I hopped up, took off the rest of my clothes, and resumed my position between her legs.

“Fuck me baby,” she whispered. She didn’t have to say it twice. I entered her and immediately began pumping my dick inside of her with quick vigor. She slid her shoulder straps off and pulled her dress down below her tits. I was so hard watching her facial expressions with each pump and her boobs jiggle up and down slightly with each of my corresponding motions.

I rolled her on top of me. She bounced up and down, pushing on my chest to gain momentum each time. It felt amazing with her fucking herself on my dick. I was close to cumming. She had a distant look in her eyes…

She laid down with my dick still inside of her and stopped. “I have something to tell you…” she said. My breath left my lungs. I was afraid of what I thought she was going to say even though I already knew what had happened.

“I fucked Nick a few weeks ago. I cheated on you.”

I let the words sink in. I knew she had, but the words cut like a knife still.

I pushed her off of me. She began to whimper, “I’m sorry…”“Why?” I asked. That was all I could think.

She looked at me, dead in the eyes, and said, “Because he’s so hot and he fucked me so good. I was horny and I wanted him.”

She said it with honesty. I could tell that speaking those words hurt her, and me, but she was open about her real reasoning. I should’ve been furious, but instead my dick betrayed me yet again and jumped at the sound of her brutally honest sentence. She saw it out of the corner of her eyes.

She looked at me again, this time with a mischievous smirk on her face. “I wanted his big cock inside of me, so I begged him to fuck me.” I clinched up and cum started to leak out of my dick.

“Sara….” I whispered, hurt, ashamed and embarrassed. She moved down to my waist and put her hand around my throbbing cock.

“Oh babe, it was so hot. He fucked me so hard. I let him rail my pussy four times in one night.” My dick squirmed with every statement. She was starting to enjoy this as I began to tear up. She continued to smile.

She slipped off her dress, sat on the edge of the bed with one leg up and began to finger herself with one hand while stroking my dick with the other.

“He got me off three times just from fucking me babe! It was amazing.” “I was so hot for his perfect dick and sexy body that I just had to have him inside of me. I thought about what you would think of me, but his dick controlled my lust and I had to fuck him.”

I was shaking, my dick pulsing with every stroke from her hand. She was moaning as two of her fingers slipped in and out of her wet slit.

“Nick is sooo big babe. He was at least three of my hands long! And I couldn’t even wrap all of my fingers around it!” She could practically cover my whole shaft with one of her hands. I could attest that his massive meat stick was easily as big as she had claimed.

She leaned over and put my cock in her mouth, swallowing it all in one motion. As she came up for air she gasped, “He rammed his cock down my throat when I sucked him off, but I got it all down up to his balls babe!” As she finished her statement she started to slide down for another gulp, as she did, I began to cum again. It leaked out and dribbled over the sides of her hand.

“Awh that’s cute. When he came from me sucking his huge cock, his cum shot all the way down my throat and all over your girlfriend’s pretty face.” She was loving this. I had not known that he had cum on her face, something she never let me do. “Mmmm his warm cum felt so good all over my face and tasted so good when I swallowed it all down.”

My dick had been hard throughout this excursion as she resumed sucking. I had cum twice and could feel a third load being readied to leave my body.

“I fucked him the night we both came back from break. When you were out partying, I was getting my wet pussy destroyed by Nick’s huge cock, and you didn’t even know I was in town.” She was fingering very quickly now, I could tell another orgasm was reaching her body.

She hopped on top of my cock and hopped up and down so hard and fast, moaning loudly. I thought we were going to break the bed.

“Oh fuuccckkk, fuck me hard Nick!” Her eyes were closed and she was shouting now. She had never called me by someone else’s name before. My stomach churned, my face reddened, and I was filled with rage, but my dick began to tense up again.

We both came at once, she collapsed on top of me, quivering. I unloaded all of what was left in my balls inside of her. “Mmm, he filled my pussy up with his cum too babe.”

She winked, kissed me and walked to the bathroom. I layed there, stark naked and unable to move. She threw her dress on and left the room. After a few minutes, I re-dressed and joined her in the living room.

She was on her phone and was gathering her things. As she headed to the door I met her and said, “Where are you going babe?”

She opened the door, leaned in kissed me and said. “Nick just texted me, I’m gonna suck his big dick. Love you honey.” With that, she closed the door and headed off down the street…

I confess that I am a 20-year-old girl and I started very young. When I was 12 my parents got divorced and my dad moved out. A year later my mom started going out with this guy about 10 years younger than her. He was unemployed most of the time, so he'd be hanging around the house while my mom was at work. When mom wasn't there I would walk around in my underwear or just a towel. He always stared at me.

One day I was doing some dishes in the kitchen wearing just a towel. He snuck up behind me and started to tickle my sides. I was surprised and jumped. The towel came loose. I was able to hold it in front of me but I was exposed everywhere else. He kept tickling me, feeling my butt and reaching around my sides. Finally he reached around front and just placed his hands on my boobs.

I was still just a little kid, not very developed. But it was still a rush having him touch me there. I let the towel drop to the floor. Then he turned me around. Grabbing my wrists he held me there while he examined my body. I felt like I deserved it because I had teased him for so long. Then he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the livingroom. Laying me on the floor, he undid his pants and pulled his cock out. It looked huge to me. Then he fucked me. It was brutal and very painful.

He fucked me just about every day after that for the next couple years, until mom kicked him out - not for fucking me, 'cause he couldn't get a job. She never found out he was screwing me.

I never realized how sick I was until THIS happened.Someone I work with was obviously very upset about something, so I asked her what was wrong (we haven't worked together that long, so I didn't want to be pushy, but I was concerned). She said that she had a problem with her daughter (who is a freshman in college), and that she was having a hard time talking about it. So, I didn't push, but the first thing I thought was that she got pregnant. The second thing I thought of was, "Man, that's hot."That wasn't the problem, though. She eventually confided in me what the deal was, and it turns out that someone gave her daughter a roofie at a party and took advantage of her around St. Patrick's day. She was so far out, that she just thought that she was drunk. Now, things are starting to come back to her, and she's freaking out.So, the third thing I thought of was, "Man, that's fucking really hot!" I've met her daughter, and she's a sweetheart. Absolutely beautiful, with a somewhat petite frame. Great smile, nice dimples, very much the girl next door. When I heard that some guy drugged her up and fucked her, I got so fucking horny that I couldn't stand it. Just imagining her with her ears pinned up while whimpering in pleasure and drunk confusion as to what might be going on...it was more than I could handle. I couldn't wait to get a moment to myself to jerk off to the images in my mind, and was even more interested in doing some searches for videos of that sort. Now, the truth is, I really do feel bad for the girl, her mom and my coworker, and her family. But, I'm also secretly jealous as hell. There's something about absolutely knowing without a doubt that an innocent girl like that got FUCKED under some unsavory not-brutal rape-ish conditions totally fucks with my mind. It will be even worse the next time I see her, too.Okay, there's much sicker shit on this site, but you'd probably see where I'm fucked up if you were to meet the girl. Very much the virginal girl next door, and the type that every guy aches that they couldn't have when they were in high school.Thank you...that is all! :-)